Order Up: One Staircase

As I mentioned earlier, when my parents went house-hunting , I ordered one with stairs.  When you’re young it was always fun to explore different houses, and having one with stairs made the exploration an adventure.

And my parents understood that.  So I got a house with stairs.

The house was painted avocado green.  It went nicely with our avocado green fridge.  

It had four bedrooms downstairs and only one room upstairs.  It was a really big room.  At least 30 cartwheels worth!  To my upset, this was not going to be my bedroom.  We put the TV up there instead.

I consoled myself with acrobatic exercises on the stairs.  There weren’t any risers on the steps, so I could slide through the steps and hang upside down.  It was pretty cool.  

We would hang there forever and let the blood rush into our heads.  I’m sure our parents were excited to know the stairs provided such an interesting service.  When they were house hunting, I’m certain they said, “Let’s buy this house so the girls can hang upside down from the stairs!”

At almost four, I was certain that’s what my parents had intended.

At thirty five, I’m not so sure anymore.

It is probably more likely that they were counting bedrooms.  Apparently, we were going to need the space…