Sep 30: My Old House

Sooo, my lease is up at the end of October, and Sweet Pea needs a balcony, so that means that it is time to move! I have been glued to Craigs List for the past month (or so.. hahahaha) and I ran across an ad for a cute little house in Arlington. It must have been fate, because I am not even looking to move to Arlington. This little house has been vexing me all day... it is my childhood home. We lived there from when I was around 3 years old until 4th grade. Part of me wants to move back, to return to these walls that embody my best years from childhood. I remember it vividly: the yard filled with apple & pear trees, the front porch where I played with all the neighbor kids, the living room with light blue walls and whispy sheer white curtains, the dining room where my mom used to sew at the table, the fireplace that I loved to sit in front of to dry my long hair. Could I live in Arlington again? If I ever did, this would surely be the place. Is it a sign that I should move there... I am looking for a place and my childhood home is empty? I expressed a little bit of my frustration to dma and he followed with this advice: the past should stay in the past. As with all good advice, I am sure he learned this the hard way... probably best to take heed; to keep my simple childhood vision intact. thanks man :)