We've been living in a two-bedroom townhouse for a couple years now. I share a room with my seven year old daughter. Let me repeat that, in case you didn't get it the first time: I share a room with a seven year old.
It is cute, and we have a killer pool, but townhome living has its drawbacks. Like the fact that my children are not allowed to ride their bikes. You read that correctly. They have to walk their bikes a block away before they can climb on and ride. The place is billed as a family complex, yet there is no bike riding, skating, skateboarding, running, or playing allowed.
That, and the fact that our new neighbors must really, really love each other. And I think they have a pet elephant.
So, thanks to Facebook, we are moving into a darling three bedroom house. I will be able to walk through my bedroom without stepping on a Barbie shoe (everyone knows they are so small as to be practically invisible, yet can do more damage than a machete.
We're moving in a few weeks. Come on over for a barbecue.
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Neighbors who really, really love each other. ha, ha!!! Having shared living spaces most of my adult life (including now), I get 'ya.
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