Calgary Nostalgie Blah Blah
And the price of a memory
is the memory of the sorrow it brings.
Things I Miss About Calgary:
1. Bathtubs. Oh lord, do I miss bathtubs. My old bathroom was about twice the size of my current kitchen, and had a hot-tub jacuzzi bath thing, and a shower you could fit at least 2 wheelchairs in if you wanted to, and 2 sinks (though I was just one person), and yes, this makes me feel slightly guilty for all the excess water and lighting... But I still miss it.
2. My piano. I miss playing my piano, I miss the way it looked when I came home from school. I miss hearing Jacey play the piano. I miss learning new songs.
Sad story: Dad has my piano, it's relegated to a dark hallway and hasn't been tuned in probably 5 years. One of my step sisters was using it to practice on, but *ahem* wants to sell it to make more space. The joy of stepfamilies.