The Joys and Pains of Apartment Living

Ok.  So we've been in the apartment a few days, and already I've noticed some differences.  I hope they don't come off as complaints.  Just stating the facts here, folks. 

#1.  The walls in an apartment are very thin.  This allows us to hear the heavy bass each and every morning from our lovely neighbor who abutts our bedroom wall.  Not sure why he/she has to play the music so loud, but I blare my Christy Nockels pretty loud too....just LATER.

#2.  Apartments have no yard.  As a result, Ella (our Australian Shepherd/Border Collie mix) has to be walked, often, so as not to have an accident on the lovely chocolate shag carpet.  First thing every morning Kirby or I take her on a brisk morning stroll down the grassy knoll of the apartment.  She sniffs each and every doggy offering, layering them w/ her own gift.  If she poops, we are required to pick it up.  The apartment generously provides "doggy stations," where you wear a green plastic bag like a glove, pick up the offending pile, flip the glove inside out, and WA LA!!  The glove becomes a bag, which you tie and toss.  Pretty cool, actually, once I got over the fact I had to pick up doggy doo-doo.

#3.  In an apartment, you are at the mercy of their maintenance men and scheduling.  So the other morning, when Kirby had to get going and take a shower, he was not allowed to do so, seeing as the water was suddenly turned off without any warning.  Of course, he could have opted for the scalding hot bath, seeing as the hot water still worked.  But he selfishly chose to wait until cooler water came into play.  That came about 4 hours later. 

We are thankful to have the space we have.  Not all apartments have the square footage we have.  Of course, tell that to the 8 or so boxes we've had to move from the apartment to storage, but still.  It's cozy!!  We've found that we spend more time as a family w/ the smaller spaces.  I like hearing the boys' conversations....most of the time....and we've taken to having movie nights together, snuggling in the living area.  The boys take the best seats...the 2 chairs we have, forcing Kirby and I to squeeze together on the love seat.  NO ROOM for our sofa---in storage!!! 

All in all, apartment living isn't so bad.  Or ask me tomorrow.  Praying for the house to sell fast!!  :)