This weekend was pretty crazy. We were told by our landlords that we need to move out in 30 days. Talk about stressful! Even as I type, we don't have any idea where we're going to live next month. But I'm excited for this new adventure in our life.
This little casita was the perfect first house for us. I'll miss the cute little stepping stones, the amazing deal on rent, and the seclusion. And I will not miss the lack of dishwasher, ugly carpet, and rip on the toilet seat (TMI?). But isn't that life? There will always be good and bad. And I will miss both aspects of our first house.
We'll miss you, first house. Thanks for the memories.