Ever picture yourself occupying an apartment (with two fabulous friends) in a beautiful old haunted-looking house on a quiet little street by a park and downtown core? I sure did, but I didn’t think it was possible until now. Here’s to hoping the aforementioned lovely three bedroom space becomes a reality. House hunting was a definite success. A new chapter of the feminist fortress that isn’t filled with basement floods, falling ceilings, and cold showers potentially awaits.
365 Days of Hypochondria
And other personal happenings.
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