Last month, Jordan and I went on vacation for 9 days. When we came home, everything in our house was exactly as we had left it, except two things.
- The place smelled like it did on the day we bought it. You know that empty, new house smell.
- Our voices echoed off the walls like before you move the furniture in.
It was an ominous feeling. I’d never realized before how much a living body impacts the atmosphere of a home. I thought furniture and rugs were what made a house stop echoing, but maybe not. They say humans shed almost two pounds of skin each year. Maybe us sloughing our skin off all the time dampens the echo or something.
Anyway, it was weird. And it got me thinking. Continue reading “Learning to Love Where You Live”