The apartment hunting is over! Last wednesday we got the keys to our very own place. (I wonder, does this mean we now have to start acting like sensible adults? Oh dear.)
We're ridiculously happy about this place. It's got a Real Kitchen! It's got light fixtures that work! It's got a stove that also actually works! It won't turn into a big oven in summer! (Well, we're pretty sure it won't. We shall see!) It's got a balcony! It's got a whole small room for clothes! It's got, well, space. We're used to a tiny place with barely any room at all; this new place has a bedroom, living room, that little room for clothes, a nice wide hallway and a bathroom. I mean, we're going to get lost in there!
But do you know what I really enjoy about this apartment (in addition to the balcony and having no crappy linoleum floors)? It's in the middle of town, yet you can see trees from every window and barely hear any traffic noise at all. Such a huge change to what we've lived in so far.
Now, the only problem is which colours to choose for the bedroom and living room walls. Mr Morrgan has some silly notion about orange being a good idea. He can call it "ochre" all he wants, but it's still orange and a ridiculous colour for a wall, says I. Will we ever be able to decide? Only time will tell!