I was struck as I was drooling over beautiful photos of a fellow bloggers' apartment by the thought that I haven't shared a gosh darn thing about our current residence on this blog. And the truth is, I probably won't. I don't like our apartment. Not only are we counting down the days until our time in Pittsburgh is up and we can move back to Chuck's hometown in Ohio, but I just plain don't like our apartment.
It's old and outdated, there's no washer/dryer, no dishwasher, no counter space. The bathroom is so tiny that only one of us can be in there at a time...oh and there's no door. Yup, no door on our bathroom. There's nothing quite like dropping a deuce sans a door to initiate you into married life. (Was that TMI?)
We had a beautiful, newly remodeled and cheaper apartment a few months ago, but had to scramble to find something closer to my job. After nearly a dozen apartment-hunting fails, we settled for the only thing we could get our hands on. And it stinks!
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| Hubby working hard to replace the decades-old contact paper in our kitchen cabinets. |
We had a beautiful, newly remodeled and cheaper apartment a few months ago, but had to scramble to find something closer to my job. After nearly a dozen apartment-hunting fails, we settled for the only thing we could get our hands on. And it stinks!
I know how blessed we are to have a roof over our heads, but as clothes lay strewn across our bedroom floor after a trip to the laundromat and dishes pile up on the 6 inches of counter we have next to the sink, I'm utterly frustrated. This apartment still doesnt' feel like ours, but like a temporary home. We have no plans to stay there much longer than we have to and it shows on our bare walls.
I think the state of our home is a testament to my inability to live in the present, among other things.
I'm constantly thinking about the next step in my career, and neglecting to be thankful for the learning experience my current position is providing me with.
I'm daydreaming about what it will be like when Chuck and I decide to expand our family, and taking for granted this time of just-the-two-of-us that should be cherished.
I'm envisioning our starter house when we move back to Ohio, and treating our first residence as a married couple as a temporary home.
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| Those are some bare walls! |
I think the state of our home is a testament to my inability to live in the present, among other things.
I'm constantly thinking about the next step in my career, and neglecting to be thankful for the learning experience my current position is providing me with.
I'm daydreaming about what it will be like when Chuck and I decide to expand our family, and taking for granted this time of just-the-two-of-us that should be cherished.
I'm envisioning our starter house when we move back to Ohio, and treating our first residence as a married couple as a temporary home.