We moved to this house 3 years ago from a really cute, little bungalow in a sort of trendy-ish part of Salt Lake. It was so perfect for 2 people because it was small. And the moment I saw it, I knew I had to have it! It was exactly what I was looking for.
The master suite was awesome. The attic had been renovated and spanned the whole upstairs with huge windows on either end and a little bathroom in a corner.
Lots of charm to this little place and seriously, it sold in 1 day without having to even put a sign up. Word of mouth strictly!
But we originally thought the girl who bought it was super cool and she turned into a super witch, and made our move really difficult. Whatever!
But I guess I'm not over it because I keep having these dreams about the house and her. Of course for a long time I still had a key to the house because who doesn't have multiple keys to their house? We were so mad at her and got petty and wouldn't give her all the keys. Ha!
So now I dream about going to the house while she's not there and going in and hanging out! I dreamed last night that me and my sister and a bunch of our kids, and some we were babysitting, went there to eat and as a "meet back here" place while we went out and shopped. We were even using her car!
And the whole time I knew she was going to find out this time and she did...she came home! But she wouldn't come in. She just stood outside with some friends and talked about us until we were sneaking around to get out and then we sped off! Can you believe how mortifying that would be if it really happened?
Wednesday, July 16, 2008
My Recurring Dream
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2 backward glances:
Once when we were first married, we rented a basement apartment. The lady who owned the house lived upstairs. There was only a lock on the door so she couldn't come into our space, but we could get into hers. (not smart on her part, I think) Kelly was cutting through her house with my older brother one time to get to the basketball court in the back yard and she came home and caught them in her kitchen.
It WAS mortifying. I can't even imagine what she was feeling!
Bad Form, Kelly D! I'll bet THAT never happened again, lol.
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