It’s been the best year of my life.
Turning these other people’s home into our own.
Having a piece of land to call our’s.
No more fighting for a decent parking spot or scraping my windshield.
Now I’m growing tomatoes and Steve mows the lawn.
We’ve turned even more boring with the purchase of a house (and you didn’t think it was possible).
But sometimes boring isn’t such a bad thing. It means we’re not getting into any trouble.
Just 29 more years or mortgage payments until it’s all our’s.