This Old House
This week marks the second anniversary of me owning a home. Or I guess more accurately, the York Credit Union owning a home on my behalf. I have tried, valiantly, for two years to keep the homo out of homeowner but today at lunch I found myself at the mall telling Jackman that I needed to go the wicker emporium to look at drapes. "It's a nice little Saturday".So far I have had 5 different roomates, including a Scotsman and a displaced Gyp-Nor. The house used to be a bakery and I sometimes refer to it as such but it just doesn't feel the same; it's still the Southside Embassy to me. I love the neighbourhood and have only been broken into once and even then it was just a couple of friendly bears looking for honey. I plan on making some changes to the house but I'm in no rush as I see myself happy there for the time being.Pace out.
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