Memory Fridays: Living in the Barbie Dream Home.

When I first moved to Brooklyn in December 2008, I lived in a three-bedroom apartment with Sarah and Goldie. We had roof access and used to hike several flights of stairs to hang out up there, where we stood around and admired the church steeples and water towers of our borough.

The following June I invited some work friends over for dinner on the roof. We sat, picnic-style, and enjoyed the summer sunset. Chris was one of those work friends back then and we found ourselves looking over at a newer building across the street, one that looked fancy-pants.

"Who lives there?" I wondered aloud, imagining the lucky Brooklynites with more money and more furniture and more stability than I had at the time.

Imagine my surprise when I moved into that exact building a year and a half later- with Chris.

It's so funny how things work out, isn't it?

In the building of our dreams, we each pay less on rent than we did when we lived alone. We're making do with the furniture we had when we moved in and we certainly aren't fancy-pants. But it's all about perspective, and though this apartment was a dream two years ago, our lives have evolved to allow us to make it a reality.

And not a week goes by that we don't look at each other to say how much we love it here.

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