Essays - Love Adjacent
On the advice of my tax accountant, I bought a house in 2005. Truth is, I was not ready to become a homeowner. For most people, the purchase of a home stands at a midpoint of two life-changing events: marriage (or at least official cohabitation) and children. I didn't have a relationship and still have no aspiration for the latter. I felt like I had skipped a few steps in some manual about Adulthood and was beyond help as I began settling in my new home.
These essays are about my (clumsy) adjustments to homeownership. In ways sometimes subtle, other times overly self-conscious, this new identity makes me reconsider my growing relationships with my beloved friends and family, my negotiations with new neighbors and community, and my one relationship that matters most – the one with myself. (And yes, there are some funny stories about bad dates and unrequited obsessions, too, which I can't quite blame on the house.)