We have lived in our apartment for almost 2.5 years. It's been the home where many memories were made. We've brought both Jonah and Sophie home from the hospital to this apartment. I'm fairly certain Jonah will be asking to go home after a couple of days in our new home. As good as the time has been, there are a couple of things I won't miss:
- No Dishwasher --my poor hands have suffered the effects of constantly washing dishes.
- Hearing our neighbors upstairs go pee -- how is it that they always go to the bathroom at the same time as us?
- The ever-present, cave-like darkness -- I'm going to have skylights and huge windows in my house someday.
- A driveway/parking lot for our front yard -- asphalt is most unforgiving (black clothes and scraped skin)
- No air-conditioning -- there couldn't be a better time to move. It's getting hot and I can't sleep.
- Jon and I not having our own room -- It has been 6 months since our adorable roommate joined us--6 months of piled up laundry because I can't put laundry away while she's napping and 6 months of having to plan outfits before I even shower and not getting to change my mind because I can't go back into my room during nap time.
That's all I can think of for now.
