So many changes. It never rains except when it effin’ pours.
I’m moving! A move was kind of the obvious next step due to my affianced-ed-ness. I’ve called The Half home for over three years now, but the time has come to move on. If the leaking roof in the spring doesn’t get us, the crumbling foundation will. Ahh Toronto rental housing. We’ve had a lot of laughs here though.
This was the house I stood on the front porch one blustery night, looking up at the sky, heart-heavy. It was the night I told C. “I can’t. I want to see other people” I wondered if I would ever find what I was looking for.
In this house we threw many Christmas parties – the house full of so much laughter, love and light.
But change comes around again. M. has bought a condo, and I’m moving in with D, with a wedding to follow in 10 months or so. I almost don’t believe it.
But I’m excited. I’ve never lived in the east end. I’ve been spending a lot of time out there, and I’m falling in love with our new neighborhood. Our home is fantastic. It’s a 3 bedroom house with a garage, a full basement, two washrooms and plenty of room for friends and family, should they decide to visit.
I’m going to miss the Half, and the life I’ve had here. But if that same life has taught me anything, it’s not to cling to the past. Life only goes forward! 
LB will visit MB fo sho in the new ‘hood.
We can get looped at that lovely cafe and I can sleep in the GUEST ROOM.
I’m excited for you, missy.
Truly and honestly and fully.
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are you hiring movers?
We are not. We’re going to do a few small loads over the next few weeks, and then one move of the BIG stuff (ie: bed, couch) on Dec 18th.
You’re DARN RIGHT you can come sleep in the guest room! Yay!!!