Living in a house: Week 1
Heads and shoulders different. Sleeping, bathing, parking, cooking, watching TV, playing with Fred... all better in a house.
It was raining when I got home. Didn't get a drop on me. Garage!
Turned up the TV as loud as I wanted. Nobody else heard a thing (although Fred showed some discomfort, so I turned it down).
My shower is heavenly, though it needs to be customized a bit to suit my needs. I'm saving my first use of the whirlpool for a special occasion.
It stormed the other night and I slept through it without hearing a thing.
In my kitchen now, there are places to put things!
Ahhh....
Oh, and here's a quick, fun story:
I'm moving stuff. I'm at the apartment. Dad calls from the house and says that I need to rush back over because Fred is in the dryer vent. I rush. I see this. Takes about twenty minutes, a pair of well-shit-upon work gloves and two scratched arms to get him out.
It was raining when I got home. Didn't get a drop on me. Garage!
Turned up the TV as loud as I wanted. Nobody else heard a thing (although Fred showed some discomfort, so I turned it down).
My shower is heavenly, though it needs to be customized a bit to suit my needs. I'm saving my first use of the whirlpool for a special occasion.
It stormed the other night and I slept through it without hearing a thing.
In my kitchen now, there are places to put things!
Ahhh....
Oh, and here's a quick, fun story:
I'm moving stuff. I'm at the apartment. Dad calls from the house and says that I need to rush back over because Fred is in the dryer vent. I rush. I see this. Takes about twenty minutes, a pair of well-shit-upon work gloves and two scratched arms to get him out.
