House: one awesome thing

A thing I keep remembering while wandering the house and smiling anew:

Ever since I left home and moved to Wellington, I’ve lived in houses broken up into two or more flats. Nish, Field, and I had a steady stream of Downstairs Neighbours in the 6 years we flatted together; all of them were alright, but for the first, but you always had to remember they were there and be vaguely neighbourly and considerate.

But this house! This house has no shared walls, floors, or ceilings with anybody, and the neighbours are reasonably distant; so if I should choose to start a load of laundry at 9.15 of an evening and then stick it in the dryer because I want clean towels in the morning, there is nobody to stop me. It is wonderful.


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