Ian's paperbacks are all over the dining room.
My law books are stacked around the couch.
I suppose someone should dust.
There are plenty of bananas, help yourself.
At any given time if you hear a crash, its just a bike falling over in the front hall.
Baby Dan upstairs sometimes cries and his parents fuss.
I double up yoga mats.
We do the dishes when we are out of spoons.
Ian's on the couch reading novels.
I'm in bed reading law reviews.
The kettle whistles for tea regularly.
There is a pile of running shoes by the door.
Its quiet, peaceful and next to a park.
Not bad for a place to call home.
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