Filed under: Pennsylvania, Vintage Photo Album | Tags: apartment, home, house, newlyweds, pittsburgh, sundays
I’m listening to the Howard Hanna Realty show, as I usually do on Sunday mornings. I’ve liked to do this since I was a kid living in a string of apartments; the idea of living in a house is alien to me, much like living in a foreign country. There is something voyeuristic about catching a glimpse of the home owners’ lives on TV, like unraveling a mystery through their whirlpool-style tubs, their kitchen islands and hardwood floors. A lot of the homes haven’t been updated since the early 90s, leftover shades of pastels carrying over from the 80s, reminding me that if it were mine, I’d have a lot of work to do.
The houses are way beyond what Jeff and I could afford, even in this economy, and now that we’re married, everyone asks us when we are going to get a house, as if marriage isn’t enough of a giant life-changing event. We’re still recovering from all the financial and emotional stresses of the wedding.
Jeff really wants a place to call our own, but I’m hesitant. The idea of owning a house is so overwhelming to me because of all the responsibility that goes with it. I’d rather travel and have a home base, albeit a rented temporary space. It is the contradiction that is Lisa: I want to carry my home with me on the road.
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