That's what I thought! It's literally the only thing that I can come up with and the only thing that makes any sense. Since life has been so stressful and chaotic these past couple of years or so, I constantly find myself reminiscing, even daydreaming about how much easier things were when we lived in that house. We were so much younger (I was only in my 20s and my husband in his 30s back then) and we had significantly fewer responsibilities and obligations and just a lot fewer worries overall. It's like our lives were almost carefree during those days, at least compared to what our lives are like today. I actually kind of enjoy the dreams of our old house. It's very nostalgic. They are so realistic and vivid. I don't think it's the actual brick and mortar house that I miss, but rather the memories that it holds and the lives that we had when we lived in it. We had so many great times then and our lives were much more fun. We were a lot more carefree and spontaneous. I also feel like I was a much better version of myself back then. I have been trying to get myself back to being the incredibly outgoing, active, and less uptight person that I always was 10+ years ago for quite some time now, but it has been a real struggle. Sometimes I wonder if I ever will be that person again. I guess that's why I like to mentally escape back to "the good old days."