What I really wanted to say and how I think the phrase really goes is "shit happens." When people ask, that's what I want to say, "Shit happens, and it is shit that is none of your business." But because I live in a small town and I'm generally a polite person, I just smile and shrug and say, "Change happens." That usually suffices.
Because of change, I needed a rental house. We won't talk about the houses, holes-in-the-wall, that people were trying to rent in my town that I could afford. I found this, though.
I fell in love with
|the glass door knobs|
|the funky, old light fixtures|
|the built-in cabinets|
|the curved doorways|
My eyes glittered. My eyes shone.
I was blinded and didn't see
|the heebie-jeebie shower tiles|
|or my stars, the miniature kitchen|