You guys, I've moved!
If you are friends with me on facebook you are most likely well aware of this as I am unable to stop plastering images of my apartment on my wall.
It's nice.
Like, REALLY nice.
I feel very out of place.
For the last 3 years I have lived here:
It was nice.
Ok, it was shady. It was icy in winter, covered in wood paneling, people in the parking lot at all hours, and I believe most of my neighbors were unemployed.
(not by misfortune...by choice)
(not by misfortune...by choice)
Now I live here:
I live on the fourth floor.
It's so quiet.
I have vaulted ceilings
. I have the world's biggest bathtub.
I can't spend money anymore.
I got myself some ramon for the next week because holy hannah this place is expensive!!
It's so quiet.
I have vaulted ceilings
. I have the world's biggest bathtub.
I can't spend money anymore.
I got myself some ramon for the next week because holy hannah this place is expensive!!
BUT...
It's only a ten month lease.
Which gives me 10 months to do the following:
1. Write my book
2. Start preparing to buy something
3. Decide if I want to stay with this company long term
4. Take a bubble bath EVERY. SINGLE. DAY.
Speaking of which..
This tub is calling my name!!
Lori Ann