What is meant to be will be.
Yesterday my mom told me that my downstairs neighbor (I live on one side of downstairs and they rent the other half) is moving out by next month. Normally I would find it annoying because that means another round of posting ads, answering calls and showing people around.
BUT…I WANT IT.
I want to move in there and not have to share downstairs with anyone but Albert. Honestly I would love a little more space for us because as much as I love him, I NEED MY SPACE! I also desperately need a bigger closet for my purses and clothes. Stacking purses on the floor just isn’t that great.
