ownedgirlie
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It was a streeeetch leaving my husband and house that I own on a 1/4 acre in the foothills to come to this small little one bedroom apartment. What used to be a view of a field of oak trees is now a view of a carport. BUT.....I'm closer to everything!! Where it used to take over an hour to get to work, now it's 20 minutes! Restaurants, shopping, everything is nearby. And in a small apartment complex like mine, you eventually get to know your neighbors, even if you never meet them. There's a man - probably in his late 50s - who lives across the way. We always say hello and exchange morning banter. Nearly two years here and I still don't know his name. So I call him Frank, in my head. Frank is a really nice guy! It's all about outlook anyway, isn't it? I was miserable in my dream house, and happy as ever being "Frank's" neighbor, lol.
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