My family is relocating, for the first time in all the time I can remember. My parents did this once when I was one and a half years old. Except different from last time, they are moving not thirty miles but ACROSS THE COUNTRY. (I’m actually not freaked out at all by this. I just like using all caps for emphasis.)
Is it really bad that in thinking about moving away from my childhood home, the only thing on my mind is, “I will miss you, lovely, spacious, double-decker oven”?