Houseiversary!

Seven years ago this morning, I walked outside my apartment to be greeted by a police officer who asked, "Is that your car, ma'am?" It was broken into with the driver's window smashed out but nothing stolen. Other cars in the complex weren't so fortunate, so I considered myself lucky.

The scenario was most annoying since that was also the day we made the transition from apartment renters to homeowners and the parking situation is considerably more secure at our home.

I count myself luckier still that, despite a broken pipe and hot water heater, we have a durable and cute little place on a not-so-little plot (for the city) that is conservatively worth almost double what we paid for it. This year our principal will dip into the 5 digit range & be paid off by the time Kieran's a sophomore in high school, just in time for college. Yay!