LaughAtlantis

I'm crap, I know.

I haven't blogged in a week. I've been packing every night and finally, FINALLY, we moved on Saturday, which is fabulous. Rod and I are officially living in sin now. I LOVE our apartment - it's spacious and light and OURS.

It is also pretty much full to the ceiling with boxes.

Rod and I are pack rats - moreso, it seems, than I would have thought possible. The number of DVDs and CDs that Rod owns is astronomical - those boxes take up a large section of our living room. I have more books than some libraries, I think, and those take up a large part of the dining room - which we will not be using as a dining room, but as a library/computer room. We also won't be using our kitchen as a kitchen, but as a den. Sort of. We don't actually own a kitchen table, so for the moment we have a futon and a coffee table and armchair in the kitchen. And, of course, many boxes. It's cozy. Well, except for the boxes it's cozy.

For me, the most exciting part of the move is that there is a washer and dryer in the apartment. Right off the kitchen, I have my own little cleaning corner. I have been doing laundry pretty much since the movers left. Yes, we have that much dirty laundry. And of course, there is still more to do. but there is something terribly luxurious about having a washer and dryer at your disposal. That sounds sort of dumb, but after over nearly fifteen years of living off laundromats and coin-op basement washers, this is FABULOUS.

We have a longer walk to the T now that we've moved - 16 miuntes as opposed to 12, whoopee, but part of that ttrek is down the bike path, which is jsut NICE. WHen I was in college, I used to say that the things I missed most about the real world were dogs and babies. On the bike path, there's people walking their dogs all the time. And there are a number of toddlers on our street.

Life is bliss.