Bsd
I am moving.
Up two floors, to a beautiful pre-war detailed, four bedroom apartment, with lots of sun, built-in closets and beautiful high ceilings, where I will hopefully reside in the room with the skylight and the glass sliding doors. Oh, and there's a bathtub.
I have proclaimed my love for my basement many a time, and as basements go, it's a pretty amazing one. There are so many memories held within these stark white walls. My little pink bedroom is dear to my heart.
But this new, bigger, brighter place has stolen my heart away.
I'll save the nails I bought today to hang the pictures in my new room.
I'll begin saving money for all the new furniture I'm going to buy tomorrow.
I'll dream tonight of Shavuos, when a fellow blogger is coming to stay with me, and we'll sit in my gloriously sunny new living room, and talk until the sun has set and risen again
11 comments:
I am obscenely jealous. Mazel Tov! (On the apartment, I mean)
why, thank you :). you will have to come visit often...
Stay up all night talking?! She needs her rest!
And anyway, who's paying for all this?
HAHA oh yeah dang I can't wait to come. Nice.
sorry, trs, it's gonna happen. we're women!
paying for the apt? it's a joint effort - my parents (who have been graciously supporting me) will continue paying what they've been paying, and i'll be responsible for the increase in rent.
O why o why didn't this happen last year??!!...
C.F.
the instant we got it and needed a roomie, i said to ilanica - "now if only we could get c.f. to come live with us..."
Oy. Oh well.
mazal tov
Mazol Tov on the new place... Maybe I'll come occupy the vacant room :)
And oh how we long, yet, for C.F., for as long as we have the sweet joy radiating from our hearts as we bask in the prettiness of our bright new austere apartment, there will always be a twinge of sadness as you goneness is subtly felt.
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