Oh the places I've lived!

       


       In my life time I have lived in two different houses. Our first home is .64 miles from the new one. To drive it,  it takes 2 minutes if that long, not even joking! Our old house was a pinkish color, where as the new one is tan. As children both of my parents moved quite frequently. They hated it. My mother had three second grades. Neither one of them wanted their children to suffer the same way. When we moved, we went to the same school, in fact we moved a smidge closer than we were before. As much as I hated the new house, I eventually grew to love it. I am so grateful that my parents kept us in the same school district. They made the right choice!