This lapse in communication brought to you by our latest few hundred thousand dollar purchase!
Conveniently situated a mere six miles outside Boston and 10 minutes from a major fertility clinic, this two-bed, one bath town home features gleaming hardwood floors throughout, deeded parking and easy access to the Minuteman Trail!
Seriously. Last month, we moved into our “starter” home.
I love this house. I love this house in spite of the fact that the kitchen and bath are suited for half the average sized adult, it could use windows throughout, the basement a sub-floor and that in-unit laundry we were so excited might allow us to wash our wears in the comfort of our own home for the first time ever? The dryer blows cold air. Our first visitors: Repair folk.
Eh. Truth be told, in the scheme of things, this ain’t so bad. Our childless journey has us convinced that while you can’t always get what you want, you very often get precisely what you need. To wit: Emotional capital.
A little late for Hanukkah but just in time for Christmas, the dryer was repaired, our boxes unpacked, new house pics posted to Facebook… All is, as it should be, not-quite-right with the world. And we’ve lived to tell. Fare thee well 2010.
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