The long, frustrating, drama-laden search for a new apartment is over.
It's hella-scary and filled with trepidation, and we have to move on my BIRTHDAY WEEKEND which kinda sucks because it should be filled with champagne and raspberries and not lifting boxes, but it is OVER. So, let the adventure commence, Great Gatsby style.
I posted some pictures on flickr which is over there -->
I dig the heck outta those glass blocks and high ceilings.
Also, I dig the heck outta Jason. I think sometimes we both forget it in the fray.
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Wow, that looks like an amazing apartment - congratulations!
ReplyDeleteIs this the one with the jacuzzi? Go for it, Daisy Whatserface!
ReplyDeleteNo it doesn't even have a bathtub. Soaking is for sissies.
ReplyDelete1) How is that an apartment, and not a gigantic house?
ReplyDelete2) I am assuming it has been totally gutted and updated. That does not look the 1917 style...
3) Did you buy this gigantic house?
4) If you did not buy it, are you still able to paint?
5) This house is the EXACT OPPOSITE of the one we just purchased, in every way.
Re: forgetting things in the fray, I am learning how that goes, but with wedding planning in place of moving.
ReplyDeleteAnyway, good luck with the move!
omigod, omigod, omigod. It's beautiful!!!!
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