The old days.
I am making apple pies this afternoon, and out of nowhere I got thinking about when I was living in Glencoe (not the teaching part, thank heavens!!).
I loved my cute little apartment. I'm just realizing now that I don't think I ever took any pictures of the place. Too bad. It's probably fallen over by now. It was very old. I still loved it. I think that the landlord's wife had many of the same decorating tastes as I did.
I loved living across the street from Casey's. Maybe that convenience store was a little too convenient, but hey- it worked.
I loved having my very own deck.
I loved having walk-in closets. Closets-- not just one. :)
I loved that that's where I lived when I met Nate.
I do not love that that's where I caught my very first mouse all by myself and could always hear mice running above my head at night.
But I still love that place.