Life? Don't talk to me about life ...
I could whine about the couple things that are going "wrong" in life at the moment, but why? I'd much rather be Ford Prefect than Marvin anyway.
I like this apartment. At the old place, nothing was on the way from the car to the apartment. The mailbox was on the other side of the complex from the apartment. The trash was just about as far as the mailbox, but in the other direction. This place though, I usually park 15 steps from the mailbox, and walk past the recycling/trash cans on the way to my door.
The walk from my car feels more like a walk through a forrest than through an apartment complex ... many large trees, minimalistic sidewalks, ground cover instead of grass, and moss on my steps. Really, the only downside is that I'm on a one way street (technically a two way, but the MAX runs down the middle), and the highway is to the West of the apartment. Convenient for going to work, but on the way home, I have to head East either North or South of my street, and drive a few blocks Eeast of the apartment, then double back once I'm on Burnside. A minor annoyance.
The kichen's a little smaller, but very managable. I could probably move the breadbox to another counter and free up some space.
I like my home.
Yes, home. This place feels like home.
I like this apartment. At the old place, nothing was on the way from the car to the apartment. The mailbox was on the other side of the complex from the apartment. The trash was just about as far as the mailbox, but in the other direction. This place though, I usually park 15 steps from the mailbox, and walk past the recycling/trash cans on the way to my door.
The walk from my car feels more like a walk through a forrest than through an apartment complex ... many large trees, minimalistic sidewalks, ground cover instead of grass, and moss on my steps. Really, the only downside is that I'm on a one way street (technically a two way, but the MAX runs down the middle), and the highway is to the West of the apartment. Convenient for going to work, but on the way home, I have to head East either North or South of my street, and drive a few blocks Eeast of the apartment, then double back once I'm on Burnside. A minor annoyance.
The kichen's a little smaller, but very managable. I could probably move the breadbox to another counter and free up some space.
I like my home.
Yes, home. This place feels like home.