Thinking Travel

Usually, I’d rather be traveling than working, cleaning the house, cooking, you know, all that day-to-day living stuff. So I used to think that owning a house would be boring. And suffocating. And make me feel like a boring suffocated OMG-I’ve-got-a-mortgage adult.

Well, tonight Aaron and I discovered a fabulous advantage to to living in a house. A house with a large lot and numerous sound-dampening trees.

While waiting for our eggplant parmesan to bake (we actually cooked tonight), Aaron turned on the iPod that’s connected to the sterio he bought for my birthday a few years ago.

“You know, we’ve never really USED this stereo…” Aaron said as he turned the volume up. Way up.

The walls began to vibrate. And we rocked out.

Score one for the house. We could never have done that in a townhouse.