And this is my street. We didn't choose this house, we chose this lot. A third of an acre on the back of a cul-de-sac. We back up to a couple acres of city park. There are things I'd change about my house, but I wouldn't change this lot. Or my neighbors. But I wouldn't be mad if someone moved in with a seven-year-old boy for Matthew to play with...
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I get that. In NM, we chose our backyard. And I never regretted that. Turns out I was right insisting on a fenced in, SHADED yard for the long, hot summers. We breezed past a nicer house with a yard that didn't have a single tree. Guess what? I loved the house we bought, anyway.
Love the streets.
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