I bought “a home”. That’s what it’s called these days in case you didn’t know. Real estate agents don’t sell houses or apartments anymore. The sell “homes”.

I think this means I’m growing up. I also know it means that for the first time in my life I’ll have a place to truly call my own. I don’t have to settle with someone else’s bad taste and not be able to choose where to live.

Obviously eliminating someone else’s bad taste or poorly carried out reconditioning needs a bit of work. For the first time I can imagine what house owners must be going through and this is just a smaller apartment.

But yet. I’m looking forward to tearing out the kitchen, floors and making this place work.

And the best part is that I’m privileged to share all of it with a truly awesome and cool person. The boyfriend of course.

I can so live with growing up.

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