In the throes of a love affair -- with a house

Here is my favorite, most delicious secret of the new year — I have a key to the vacant house next door.

For weeks, I’ve been clomping over there in my husband’s boots, through the narrow rectangle of snow between the driveways. I’ve been sneaking in every chance I get. I know the ADT code and when I clear the beeping and look around me, I inhale and exhale a deep and happy breath.