The Hostile

Because that's what I feel like we live in, a hostile. We share a bathroom, kitchen and living area what else would you call it. Our room is the walkway to the basement so the occasional foreigner does have to walk through our only "private" space we have. It's like I'm back in high school and my car is the only safe haven I have. So many internal issues going on. But in all this we are making progress on our plan so I have to stay focused and breathe.

A bit of a mess at first but we finally made it homey.

Our little avocado tree is growing so fast since we moved. It's even bigger than this now.