Five years

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I can't believe how quickly time flies. We've lived in this house five years. We now own the home free and clear. And, we don't have to worry about needing to find a new place to live, because we can't afford the rent. That's finally what did it for my Husband, I think. He'd been happy with apartment living, but I think finally got tired of not really owning it. And, now we can say we own our home. That it's ours. It's then got me thinking about where we were five years ago. The house was a disorgnized mess, the pod became the dumping ground for what we couldn't fit in any of the other spots, and, my husband may or may not have had to work. We were talking about it, and I think, he had an extra day off. He took an extra day because he wanted to get the hell out of doudge. I remember he'd been in a hurry to turn in our keys, because he wanted them to turn it around as quickly as possible. And, now, here I sit, five years later, writing this post.