It was not the ideal house that I had pictured in my head, but when my husband and I strolled up the walkway towards the brick and wood split-level ranch that hot summer afternoon, we turned and looked at one another. I felt tingly and warm – a buzzed feeling – like I feel when I have a little too much to drink. This was it. Our first house. Even though we hadn’t yet walked through the door, we both knew this was the house that we would buy for our little family. We would live here happily ever after, or for about 5 years, because this was our starter house. Continue reading The Perfect House
