It's My Move

I used to look forward to all the spring chores. Like planting and cleaning up the yard. But now, it’s getting to be too much.

I’m really thinking about a move. The house has become too much, and I’m feeling disconnected from friends and neighbors. I like the idea of a condo, but there’s still a lot of responsibility.

I love my house. But somewhere between the unused rooms, the endless upkeep and the quiet that's crept in, I've started to wonder if it still loves me back.