On Tuesday, might've been Monday, I was elegantly riding the #25 bus eastbound. As we, the relaxed passengers and focused driver, passed Fraser and headed towards Knight, I looked out of a south-facing window. In front of one of the houses was a 'for sale' sign that I had seen many times in the past 3 weeks. Only this time it was different. There was now a 'sold' sticker attached near the top. That's when it really hit home. Biscotti and I bought that house. That house is ours.