For the first time in nearly my entire life, I have to update which home I’ve lived in for the longest time.<\/p>\n
When I was born, my parents lived in\u00a0the Dan Patch\u00a0Apartment building right on the border between Burnsville and Savage. So, right from the start, that’s where I lived for most of my (very brief) life.<\/p>\n
But on August 1st of that year, when I was a measly 50 days old, we moved into a mobile home: Lot #24 in Camelot Acres Mobile Home Park in Burnsville.<\/p>\n
By late September, I was 100 days old and, concurrent with that milestone, I set a new record for where I’d lived the longest – a record that increased in length with each passing day.<\/p>\n
My family and I, which eventually went on to include my younger sister, lived there for the next 7 years. In fact, we lived there for 7 years, 8 months, and 20 days.<\/p>\n
Over the next few decades, I lived in a variety of homes: at my grandparents’ home, another mobile home, townhomes, apartments, and actual houses. But I never lived in any of them longer than I’d lived in that first mobile home. The closest I came was the 6 years and 7+ months that we lived in another mobile home.<\/p>\n
Until lately.<\/p>\n
By last spring, the current house I live in moved up to second place on my list of longest-lived-in residences, and by September I had, for only the second time in my life, observed a 7-year anniversary in one residence.<\/p>\n
And, finally, today, I\u00a0can say that the longest I’ve ever lived in one place is right now. Because now I have lived in my house for 7 years,\u00a08 months, and 21 days.<\/p>\n
Happy milestone to me.<\/p>\n
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