| | This is me updating. For some reason you people have some weird interest in my life and demand for an update.
I don't know really where to start without complaining or sounding emo about things. I guess I could go ahead and tell everyone we are in the process of moving. Seriously this time. We didn't bother opening the pool, despite how much I wanted to. I tried to get it done, but it's hard to do alone...and, well...the point is, I didn't get it cleaned. And I guess it's alright, cause I would have just cleaned it for someone else to get in later...for someone else to enjoy. Although the ladder to the pool is old, and out of place due to the fact last year we kept swimming underneath it, and knocked it loose, and I suppose the whirl pools didn't help keep it in place either. The liner is old and has numerous holes in it because my toe rings always got caught on the side, and when we had the lawn chairs inside it...that wasn't really a good idea either. The new people will love it. A deck with just enough room for 4 people to lay out longways on. With nice sturdy sidings perfect for imagining it as a diving board and jumping in..which we did depsite that fact mom hated it. Tiki torches to light up the 2 a.m. swimfests...even though it was -20 degrees. Or, if your a pyro, torches to grab and carry around in the pool blowing the flames into each others face, or 'magically' swiping your hand through the flame really fast without feeling the least bit of heat..whatever you prefer. And a tree perfectly positioned to shade one side of the pool. Just enough to cool you down and run to the side when you were getting a little too hot...Or, to run to to hide from the sudden thunder storm that hits, even though you are already wet...it's the thrill of it all, I suppose.. I'll miss it. All of it. And that's just the backyard... The thing about my house is...everyone has a memory there...Anyone who has come and gone knows, something has happened there that they will always remember. Whether it be the fact it was always messy, or, it always had over 4 cats living in it, or maybe just that...the door was always unlocked and anyone was welcome. Some had their first kiss there. Some went that extra mile and lost their virginites there, Some remember falling down the stairs there, some have lost things inside there, knowing they'll never see it again...Some have cried and some have laughed till they've cried...everyone has a story. So, if you have a memory, something you remember about the Osborne household you wish to share, I'd appreciate it. Really. I need to know I'm not the only sentimental loser out there that will miss something as lame as a house... If not, if you don't wish to share anything, you don't have to, but I bet there's something...That house changes people. I know it...
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| | Posted 7/1/2007 6:48 PM - 50 Views - 20 eProps - 12 comments
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