Sunday, May 5, 2019

sunday chats about apartment living


We've been looking at a lot of houses lately.

Not in person; we aren't quite there yet. But with the wedding inching closer, as we begin to unfold the paper map of our future, it feels as though our tiny apartment walls are rapidly closing in on us. Our severe lack of storage space, which we once considered to be "charming," keeping us minimal with our intake of additional knick knacks and clothing, now makes me feel like I'm in a constant state of disorganization. Our proximity to night life, which planted us walking distance to bartaco and our new favorite wine bar, also gifts us obnoxious neighbors and lack of street parking on weekend evenings.

It's been a year and a half since we moved into our humble abode, and I have loved this little space with its original, uneven hardwood flooring, natural light, crown moldings, and french doors. We're a short distance to running alongside the water, first-Sunday-of-the-month markets, and happy hours galore. But as we continue growing, both individually and as a couple, I think we are beginning to outgrow this sweet little place of ours.

I'm ready for a dining room table and real shoe storage. I'm ready to keep our silverware in an actual drawer as opposed to an IKEA bar cart. I'm ready to have a few extra feet away from our neighbors, with walls thick enough the guy next door doesn't activate our Amazon Echo every time he shouts "Alexa?" to his own.


Our lease isn't up until just after the wedding, and we don't want to rush the house-buying process, as we don't want to end up with something we don't absolutely love...which could mean signing for an extra few months, if needed. But all in all, we are ready to move on up, and move right on out.


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