Suburbia…who knew?
It’s official; next month, I move away from the “West Side” of Colorado Springs, into a house in the burbs. As much as I love the old homes in the North End downtown, I have to admit that having something that isn’t 100 years old (even 30 like my condo) and in constant need to repair/remodel is *very* appealing.
So far, the folks I’ve met in the new neighborhood seem great — around my age and with younger children. Who knew I’d so soon join the cast of Desperate Housewives? Well, minus the “wife” part, anyway…
Maya will finally have her own room. How much she’ll actually sleep in it remains to be seen.

