Home, Sweet Home

Mar 01, 2009 14:21

I never realized how wonderful my parents' house was until I lived in a living room on the other side of the country with no prospect of a job.  The mere fact that I can wander from room to room to room to room is making me giddy.  For breakfast, I opened the closet door, and voila!  An entire pantry of food!  Then my dad said, "You know, there's hardboiled eggs in the fridge."  Is there!  Hardboiled eggs that I didn't have to hardboil myself?  Dear lord, this is heaven.

I can't believe I never appreciated this in my youth.
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