We are officially apartment-dwellers again. We moved out of our last apartment (in San Diego) in July 2003 – it’s been almost 12 years since we’ve shared walls with other people (hotel rooms aside). Our first two nights were uneventful. Quiet. It was actually better than a typical weekend night living across the street from a bunch of teenagers, so this may be an improvement, noise-wise. When we woke up this morning, we could hear someone chipping away at the ice on and around their car, but our alarm had already gone off, so that wasn’t really disruptive, either.
I’ll take pictures soon. The bedroom is almost free of boxes, and the living room is very close to looking like a living room. I may never show you pictures of the other bedroom – it’s like a war zone in there. We can’t even walk in the room.
The stairs (three flights) are not a problem when we’re not carrying lots of stuff. (That part has SUCKED for moving.) Grocery trips will have to be short and often, with only enough groceries capable of being carried in one trip, but that’s okay, too, and we now live across the street from a grocery store (and the two Wegmans locations are just as handy as they were). We’re 7 tenths of a mile from our new boxing gym, so as soon as the ice goes away, we’ll be running there. It’ll be nice to be able to run again.
Good things are happening!