It's been a long time! Since I wrote last, we moved houses. We had our baby in that house. Then we moved again to...the suburbs.
Wait, what? Yep...that's right. I moved to the suburbs. I grew up in different suburbs and swore I would never ever live in the suburbs again.
But here I am, and I kind of love it.
I don't love the commute, or having friends in the south-end now that I'm in the north-end. We don't have our queer haunts around us, and we aren't surrounded by queers. BUT - I'm totally thrilled with the house we're in, and I'm near my family, we're much closer to the woods, and farms, and really...it's not that bad.
Maybe this was predictable to others, but I still have to smile every time I find myself appreciating and loving my new surroundings. It happens a lot.
(and no, that's not my kitchen, but it's the theme of our new rental house, which I love)
(oh and there are queers up here - with kids!)
