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Apartment Sweet Apartment

Mood: eager

I have never wanted a week to pass by so quickly! I think there has never been a time--even as a child with Christmas approaching--that I have been so eager for a day to come. This week, with excitement and anticipation, just might kill me. In exactly one week, I will be moving in to our new home. And I really don't know how I can possibly wait that long. But there is much preparation yet to be done, so that will help pass the time.

Thinking about living in our apartment, I feel like I will finally be home. I'm sure I'm not the first person to express the modified saying, "Apartment Sweet Apartment", but, really, how many people can honestly say they love their apartment? For most people, an apartment is a place they stay until they can buy a house. But I could be truly happy living in an apartment. Especially this apartment!

Oh, but there I go talking like I'm already moved in. That's next Friday.... But honestly, the two times I've been in the apartment I have felt like I was home. I could totally see living there... possibly for years. In fact, unless our family outgrows it, I don't think I will ever want to leave. Even now, I'm sad at the thought of ever leaving it.

I just yearn to live in peace and quiet with my beautiful Bella. I know this apartment will give us that. When she moves in with me, we will both be home. Our home. Our sweet apartment.

Visiting Home

Mood: in a hurry

Okay, so I was supposed to leave for work 15 minutes ago. Hells bells. I'll just call and let David know I'm running late.

I visited our new home today to check some measurements for the refrigerator we will need to get. While I was at it, I took a bunch of pictures (coming soon!) and just spent some time realizing that I am going to be living in a wonderful apartment. I am so thrilled!

But anyway, I really do have to get to work.

Our Home

Mood: in disbelief

Even though it was secured this morning, I just can't believe it. Bella and I found our home. It is perfect. Everything we wanted. A dream.

But it's real. Last week, Bella and I went apartment-hunting. We planned to spend a whole day just looking at various apartments, weeding out the ones that were not pet-friendly, and hoping to find one we could be comfortable living in for a year or two until we find something better. After making our way down a street of more than half a dozen apartment complexes, Bella decided to show me the one she found while driving randomly with her mother. We called ahead, verified that pets were allowed and asked if we could take a look.

Though Bella could tell they were pretty cute from the outside--even at dusk, when she first saw them with her mom--she had no idea just how cute they were on the inside. And here, dear reader, "cute" is not necessarily synonymous with "small". Surely, it's not a large apartment by any stretch of the imagination, but it is a good, comfortable size. The living room, in fact, could be considered roomy. The two bedrooms are adequate for our needs (though one will be converted into a library/office/studio), the kitchen is smallish yet functional, the bathroom sufficient, and the patio... a little piece of heaven!

The previous tenant apparently spent a lot of time and money fixing up the patio, complete with a pond, flowering vines and a series of cute little patio lights lining the eaves. I spoke with the previous tenant this morning and she had hoped that the new tenants would appreciate her hard work. We do. Or will, rather.

I will move in on February 25th. Bella will join me in our new home on June 17th.

There is so much more to say, but I will save my fingers and let pictures tell the story. I hope to post "Before" and "After" pics sometime shortly after I move in. I can't wait!