We're Movin' Y'all: A Little About our Home of 3.5 Years

It's a quirky place, no doubt about it. But it's been home since May of 2007. We moved in just after I found out I was pregnant with Wyatt. Lu, our vigilant watch dog, spends many hours perched in the bay window monitoring the goings-ons in the neighborhood. [Although she was notably absent when the guy two doors down the street got murdered the night before Obama got elected.]

54 Fair Ave.

Poor Lu has had to stare at the two
ugliest houses in San Francisco for the last three years.

Among the oddities of the house, the dishwasher was installed at eye-level. Very weird, but we've come to like it (not so much bending down). At the bottom of our stairs that lead to the ground level, there is a tiny door to the crawl space, which reminds us of the Being John Malkovich seventh-and-a-half floor. We are lucky enough to have a laundry room, but the clearance to get into it is less than 5 feet. (Huh?) So notice the crack in the paint in the picture from my having bashed my head there numerous times. Most of the faucets in this place are reversed, meaning we have to push them to turn on the water, and in some cases the cold and hot are reverse sides as well. We have a tiny "master bath" that really only can fit one person at a time. No kidding, there are 7 light switches in the room.

Many special moments happened in this house. On November 23rd, 2007 my water broke while I was standing in our entry way. The next day Wyatt James Tremewan was born (on his due date). We became a family in this house. Wyatt's first steps were taken in our living room. We've had family gatherings where we've packed 5 adults, a child and a large dog into our two bedroom house.

Wyatt and Owi at Wyatt's 2nd Birthday Party

So, the place is a bit weird, but it's done the trick. The best part of moving to 54 Fair was meeting our neighbors, the Grahams, who had their first son, Owen, five weeks after Wyatt was born. Wyatt and "Owi" became best friends as they were in daycare together for over two years. We spent many evenings and weekend afternoons with the Grahams, cocktailing and talking and sharing the joys and frustrations of the entry into parenthood. They moved to Mill Valley a few months ago. What a blessing that we had each other for the time that we did.

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