Dustin (3/26/11)

When my wife and I first met, eight years ago, we were both in college and (not surprisingly) living with our parents. We hit it off right away, but decided against moving in together. We both wanted to strike out on our own before embarking on a grand experiment in co-habitation. My wife moved from the suburbs to an apartment on the north side of Chicago, and I moved from my grandfather’s house on the northwest side to a lovely three-flat on the southwest side. It was important for us to know that we could make it on our own, at least for a year. Once we had that squared away, moving in together was the natural next step.

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