Posted on January 18, 2012 · Leave a Comment
we started our life together in a small house where the living/dining room and kitchen were one long hall. i remember picking out couches that would fit the narrow space. our room was a good size, had two closets and a very old AC. next to the dining room there was a door that led to the backyard, where a hammock hang from a lemon tree to the wall. there was also a small bedroom and bathroom out there, which we used for storage, except that one time we had a guest stay over (pobrecito). not many people could fit in this house, but we still liked it and enjoyed it. it was a great first place to be sharing. we had a couple of mouse incidents in that house. we had a puppy with us for about 5 months. i got him around my birthday, a co-worker gave it to me, and he looked like the dog from a toilet paper commercial so we named him T.P. At the end of that year we were traveling to CR so we left him at a friend's place and never got him back. he was happy there and i guess we were happier without him? i know... bad pet owners!
after that summer we went back with my sister in law and we shared a house with her. we rented a big house with 3 bedrooms, 2 living rooms, a dining room, a big backyard and smaller front yard. that was such a fun house. we had friends over all the time and we played a lot of board games. we also played hide and seek in the dark a few times which was lots of fun. we even made a scary movie which i ended up losing the tape (so sad about that). i also remember my well deserved winter break watching lost, episode after episode. we had a couple of fun parties too. for my 25th birthday we had a casino theme party and for halloween we had a costume party. for my sis-in-law's birthday we threw her a surprise party. that was such a fun house. during that time i got addicted to coffee and shisha. but it was worth it... i got to know my sister-in-law (and other people) over coffee and shisha.
after the summer we moved to a small apartment where we continued to have friends over and play board games all the time. it was on the first floor but had a little balcony. there was a pool nearby that we barely used. but it was a cute little apartment. i remember the orchid that paul gave me for my birthday, it was so beautiful. i remember a few orange walls that i had to learn to like because we refused to paint them. i remember a visit from one of my best friends in high school. other not so happy memories come to mind too.
we moved out of house 3 during the fast. a couple of months later we learned that i was pregnant, so house 4 will always be remembered as kian's first home. it was kind of a weird, old house, but it had its charm i guess. a big front yard with a mango tree, an avocado tree and a coconut tree. a sink where i gave kian baths when it was hot. the neighborhood was a bit sketchy and i got mugged once in front of the house but it was ok. there was a great bakery around the block that we went to often. we had a few visitors stay with us in the extra room. we also had a mouse incident once (luckily a few days before we moved out). i only have good memories of that house, except a few leaks we had at the beginning. it makes me a little sad though to remember the good times we had with a, c and their baby girl. how everything ended up so bad between them and we had no idea what was going on. i'm thankful for their friendship while it lasted.
after almost 2 years of being there we moved in with my sister. she had an extra room and her husband was going to be gone most of the time because of work. at her house we celebrated kian's first birthday. he learned to walk there. he loved to be with his cousins all the time and the yard... oh, i miss that yard. after two months my sister's mother in law offered us to move into her house (right behind my sister's) while she was outside of the country. it was a big, fancy house. we had good times there. i'll always be thankful for the opportunity of living there, close to my sister and her family, before leaving bolivia. i'm pretty sure we'll never live in the same city again (you never know though). this is the house where kian became a toddler. where he learned so many things.
we haven't started looking for house number 6 yet, but i'm excited about creating new memories.

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