- the corner house in bellflower, ca - where we had citrus and plum trees, where my dad built a kick-ass playhouse in the back, where my parents were happy, where my dad would bounce us on the eucalyptus tree limb in the front, where our neighbors had an avocado tree
- the condo in bellflower, ca - where i called 911 and hung up and got in trouble, but not too much, where i remember the earthquake that sloshed the fish bowl, where i tried to pee standing up to see what it would be like, where i played "doctor" for the first time
- the house on cannock lane in bella vista, ar - where my dad paid cash for my grandparent's house, where my sister and i raised ourselves, where we walked to the lake and swam off the docks, where the giant black snake wrapped itself around the phone pole, where the cat fell out of a tree, where we played in the woods and believed they were magic
- the little house in bentonville, ar - where we lived with a friend so my mom could go to college, where my sister, mother, and I all shared one bedroom for years, where i fell in love with dustin down the street, where i read the seventeen article about cutting and got inspired, where i walked three blocks to middle school, where i walked two miles to junior high, where i was embarrassed to bring friends
- the new husband's house in rogers, ar - where i tried out the new school for three months and then home schooled, where i showered three times a day, where i went after work at kisor's grill & bakery, where i learned to hate god, where my brother was conceived, where i fell in love with his giant forehead and smile, where i left at seventeen, where i never wanted to return
- the boyfriend's house in bentonville, ar - where i lived with my boyfriend and his parents, where i cranked the heat up to 90 one time when i was hung over, where i had sex in the yard, where i ironed his father's work shirts when his mother was in minnesota getting chemo, where i felt like a part of a real family for once, where i felt useful and normal and wanted
- the staff "housing" in stanley, id - where i lived in a heated yard shack for two months while i worked first as a housekeeper and then as a prep cook at the lodge, where i talked to the does on my walk to the kitchen each morning, where i swung off a rope swing out over a two hundred foot ravine and wasn't afraid, where i drank a liter of vodka and scared the fuck out of my boyfriend by passing out cold, but wasn't hung over the next day, where i cliff dove into the glacial lake, where i got sunburned on my day off in the paddle boat on the lake by myself, where i was free for the very first time
- the basement in bloomington, mn - where we lived in my boyfriend's brother's basement, where i learned to drive stick, where i hosed his vomit off the driveway and gave him a bath without waking the family, where my nephews were born, where i got drunk and crawled under the truck in the garage to spy, where i broke down at the dinner table because i missed a spot when i mowed the lawn the first time, where i nearly let the oldest nephew tumble down the basement stairs on accident, where i watched teletubbies
- the apartment in bloomington, mn - where i paid all the bills by myself, where i set the precedent for paying the bills by myself, where i called the cops because i was drunk, where my boyfriend accused me of being gay because i made a female friend, where i went to college for the first time, where i worked as a waitress at the mall of america, where i helped an old lady off the floor where she'd fallen by the laundry room, where i cried when my brother left after visiting, where the ducks lived in the pool out back
- the long, skinny house in bloomington, mn - where we got two puppies that were against the lease rules, where the neighbor kids ran around in diapers and threw rocks in the pond, where the bathroom was behind bi-fold doors in the middle of the living room, where my boyfriend's parents bought me a computer for school and the boyfriend destroyed it watching porn online before the free software trials expired, where i had an albino squirrel as a friend
- the henry circle house in belle plaine, mn - where i bought my first home three weeks after i turned twenty-one, where i loved my neighbors, where i loved to guess what type of crop would be growing in the fields behind us each year, where i took pride in my lawn, where i was when i got "the call", where i lived alone with the dog for months, where i called the escort service, where my sister lived when she moved to minnesota, where i met my jill, where my niece came home after she was born, where i fell in love with gray, where i told my husband i wanted a divorce, where i never wanted to leave but couldn't afford to stay
- the rental house in belle plaine, mn - where i moved with my sister and her baby, where i hated the decor from 1972, where i loved the robins in the yard, where gray moved in with me, where i found out i was being laid off, where i smoked pot last, where i watched my niece walk, where we played catch in the side yard, where i started to run in earnest, where i hated that it wasn't my old house
- the one bedroom apartment in shakopee, mn - where gray and i moved without my sister, where it was tiny, where we had to adjust to apartment living, where we smoked, then quit, then started again, where i got pregnant, where i did my algebra homework, where the air conditioner was always broken
- the two bedroom apartment in shakopee, mn - where i lost the baby, where i learned to bake wheat bread, where we have an extra bedroom, where i holed up this winter, where we hung the curtains, where we are right now, where i feel cooped up
- the new house in minneapolis, mn - where we will be moving on july first, where i can garden again, where we can grill our dinner every night, where we'll have a dining room, where i can paint if i want to, where we'll save money on rent, where i can mow the lawn again, where we'll be one block from the mississippi river, where i'll be able to step out the door and run, where we'll be happy, i hope
Tuesday, April 21, 2009
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Seriously, this is one of your best posts ever. Your descriptions made me laugh and cry. And remember all my homes.
ReplyDeleteGreat post. Really.
Congrats on moving, Cat! That sounds so exciting! (These descriptions were really beautiful, also.)
ReplyDeleteBrilliant post, Cat.
ReplyDeleteYou are one of the bloggers I think about when I think how much talent there exists in this virtual place. Keep at it. Please. I need you, and others like you, to keep being amazing writers; I will get lazy without you.
I am inspired by this post. I want to go home and start writing.
aww, that was so nice to read. i wish i could remember so many things about my former homes.
ReplyDeleteGreat post, Cat. I don't know that your happiness is wrapped up in a physical place, but maybe it's a good way to start over. Best of luck. You'll be happy wherever and whenever you wanna be.
ReplyDeleteThis is ands down one of the favorite things of yours that I have ever read. Some of the things I could remember the stories behind, some of the places I have very fond and some not so fond memories of. Great post chicka!!
ReplyDeleteWow, you've lived in almost as many houses as I have! The one where you paid your own bills and were on your own for the first time was probably one of the more meaningful ones... it was for me at least.
ReplyDeleteCongrats on the new place, it'll be great to have some space and save some dough. More money for beer~!
VERY Interesting, yet somehow sad post. Ive lived in 2 houses & 3 apts
ReplyDeleteThis is fantastic. I read it twice.
ReplyDeleteMay your new home be filled with room to breathe, life to live and love to cherish..
ReplyDeleteCongratulations... :)
<3 <3 <3 <3 I heart you.
ReplyDeleteI love this! Congrats to you guys!! Hope it's everything you've wanted. :)
ReplyDeleteLoved. Every. Word.
ReplyDeleteThat was fabulous. I want to do a post like this. I will link YOU of course if I do. I learned so much about you, love you even more and can't wait to see what the new home brings.
ReplyDeleteI loved this post! It was very creative and it held me until the very last word! I am soooo happy you are moving somewhere that pleases you! May you all be comfortable and garden to your hearts content! Blessings, Lisa
ReplyDeleteI hope the new house is full of wonderful memories for both you and Gray.
ReplyDeleteI've lived in a lot of places too. Maybe not as many as you, but close!
ReplyDeleteEnjoyed this!
you will love being a home owner!
ReplyDeleteoh, i peed standing up too.. and my brother did it sitting down. we decided to "trade places" to see what it was like. ha ha ha ha ha!
Oh goodness... I could make a list like this... maybe I should... Great post!
ReplyDeletei love this...i remember house number 4. that was the house with, what was her name--Janice? Janet? Jane? Something like that. I remember us making minute rice for an after school snack once. every time I make it I think of you!
ReplyDeleteoh and congrats on the house!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful. Just beautiful.
ReplyDeleteThis is a beautiful post. Congrats on the new home!
ReplyDeleteI know you will, baby. Congrats on the new place. It sounds awesome.
ReplyDeleteSince everybody else has stolen all the "great post, Cat" comments I'll say that this post sucked. I hated it. I hated it so much I read the whole thing and was reminded of traveling through MN with my wife before we were married. Visiting the Mall of America. Taking a bridge across the Mississippi and thinking, 'holy shit!' we just crossed the Mississippi. Awesome road trip sex. One of the coolest thunder and lightening storms ever. Driving for hours and hours and talking about what it would be like when we were married and everything we were going to do. Then the lonely drive back to Vancouver after I'd dropped her off at the University of Ottawa so I could get back to my two jobs that paid for her tuition. And then I looked out the window behind my computer at the way too tall grass that needs cutting and I hate cutting the lawn but it's my lawn in my yard and my house and I can leave it for a few more days because it's mine. Mine.
ReplyDeleteYour post sucked.
PS. I think for my next post I'm just going to link to your comments cause, whoa! where did that come from?!
I've heard stories about Stanley, ID from my fiance, who lived in an unheated shack and just about starved to death when tourist season was over. He said it's one of the most beautiful places on earth.
ReplyDeleteLovely post
i love this post. it makes me want to write about all my homes and i don't write!
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