When Triana grew into a young adult, I decided that she was tired of living in the swamps. Tired of the bugs and the long drive into town and the way that half their lot was under water so there wasn’t enough room to build a separate bedroom for her.
I wondered, what would a girl like Triana want? The answer was obvious: converted warehouse space!
Downstairs: parking (so convenient!), work space, reading area, laundry, and kitchen.
Upstairs: sacrifices floor space for that authentic warehouse feel. Two smallish bedrooms and a half bath.
A shot of the downstairs interior, from the kitchen.
Kelli wanted a music box. I didn’t realize there was a ballerina version of the music box. It still makes them do that same unsettling, swaying dance.
In the move I asked the game to package up their furniture instead of selling off the contents of the house. And look – their gnomes magically re-appeared! (The middle one’s gone roaming already.)
Triana was doing quite well in her Investigator profession. Snooping through people’s mail is fun!
She even earned an Investigator’s Case Board!
Being an Investigator takes you all over town to talk to people, which is pretty handy for dating. She fell for a bald, doughy man with strange fashion sense named Cecil Coe.
“Hey dad, think you can give us some space?”
It wasn’t hard to convince him to sleep over. That night he dreamed of her (while she dreamed of home).
And she dreamed of him (while he dreamed of how much he loves coffee). (I do that, too.)
The next morning she proposed on the front patio, and he accepted!
And we had our first successful off-site wedding at Hollowlog Springs. The bride wore her Chinese dress, and the groom wore his… formal sweatpants and Crocs.
Later that night, love took its course.
Now I have to start thinking of U names!