My Indie Anniversary

Today is a very special--very personal--day for me. It was on this date exactly six years ago (also a Tuesday) that I moved out on my own.

I distinctly remember going to receive the keys from my new landlords. Mrs. O'Brien told me how sorry she was about the divorce and I just nodded because I didn't have any words for it. I have never felt so simultaneously terrified or brave. My new neighbors all appeared to be college students whereas I was in a trench coat and a station wagon. My "roommates" were a kindergartener and two-year-old...

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Ours was the left side, closer to the street. When I lived there, we had annuals hanging from the porch light. There were big bunches of lily of the valley growing outside the door as I remember so it must have smelled absolutely heavenly.

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All day I've been searching for photos and just can't seem to find them. But I learned a lot about myself in that little house. Lessons I'd love to share one of these days.

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This was the teensy tiny kitchen/dining area. Really not the best photo of it, but I loved how all of our things fit into this compact space. I really truly believe it was a fun challenge to decorate, and in my memory at least, it instantly felt like HOME even those first few nights when I slept on the floor...