Growing Some Moss
This month marks the longest consecutive time I have lived in any one place. -- Can we have a moment of silence to reflect on that please? -- Thank you. Now back to the subject at hand. Four years ago, when escrow finally closed on the only condo we could afford, we laughed off people's doubts about buying such an itsy-bitsy space. Four hundred and seventy-three square feet is plenty for us, we said. It is just us two. And we settled in to our cozy little space and loved every square inch. A few months ago I walked into the hallway of our building to find a neighbor wrestling an enormous piece of exercise equipment down the stairs. We're moving, he said. Same complex, just a bigger unit. You know how it is, there just isn't enough room for the two of us. I nodded as if in sympathy and hurried my hugely pregnant self through my door before snickering quietly. Try adding two babies and a pet snake, I thought. Sometimes in those early morning hours in bet...