Moving: The Apartment

So, after moving out of the rented house, we needed somewhere to move in. The most logical place was the mostly-undamaged apartment off of our house. We hooked up the electricity and plumbing, and moved in.

Having 6 people living in a one-bedroom apartment is. . . cozy. Mom and Dad have the bedroom, and us kids have bunk beds in the living room. Sandra on the top, Mark on the bottom, me on the trundle bed, and Timothy on the over sized beanbag chair, an air mattress, or the floor, as the mood strikes him. This arrangement was agreed on because of the order we usually go to bed, Sandra first, and Timothy or I, last. Which is fine, until the morning when the order is reversed, Sandra and Mark up before Timothy and myself. Usually it's fine, we're left to sleep undisturbed. But there has been the inevitable "miss-step" on a sprawled hand or foot.

The biggest change is probably going from 3 bathrooms to 1. If you take a minute or two longer than necessary to get dressed in the morning, you will quickly be informed by someone trying to bang down the door.

The kitchen is also a little cramped, even with no dishwasher, and no working oven (there is no propane hooked up, we heat the house with space heaters). We have 2 freestanding burners that make dinner preparations possible, if not exactly simple, and in place of the oven, we have a over-sized toaster oven that works just fine.

And there are no more excuses to not go to work (for us). No snow days, or "I-woke-up-too-late-to-be-worth-going days", you can just roll out of bed and be at work; it's not even necessary to go outside!

So, although we are all looking forward to the house being finished in a few long weeks, we are happy situated for now!