When thinking about a travel experience involving my home, the first thing that pops into my head is when I moved into my current apartment. My fiancee and I lived in a different apartment with one other person, but the time came for us to move into a smaller apartment, without another roommate! The first apartment was very nice, but there was a man who lived above us who had a SOBBING baby and he liked to yell randomly. It was all quite startling at 3am. We were on a waiting list for a one bedroom in the complex and did not know when one would become available. One weekend at the end of September, was the best weekend of our lives; my fiancee proposed to me on Friday night and then we got a call saying we got our apartment on Saturday morning!
One weekend in November we moved. It was super stressful becaues I had never really moved into a new apartment before; I had moved IN with my fiancee before, but all his stuff was already there. So, we loaded everything into our cars and drove the 40 feet across the complex to our new place. It was so wonderful and cozy. We have a fireplace (and it works!) and an adorable (that's code word for super tiny) kitchen and dining room. But the best part, is the in-unit washer and dryer. That REALLY made me happy. The balcony looks out over scenic Rt. 2 in East Greenwich, so when the door is open, you can hear the auto dealership announcing that Bob has a phone call on line 2. These are such small details, however, and we are both beyond thrilled to have our first home together. It's cozy and warm and just exactly what we need right now. I am always excited to come home!
