Mi casa

Having a studio apartment has its disadvantages. The fact that your bed is in your living room, for instance. However, living in a studio has some very obvious advantages, as well. I am blessed with a fabulous large studio, with a large bathroom and kitchen, unusual for the breed of studio as a whole (yes, I know that I said that I would have pictures. Let's just say that Scott had to rearrange his whole schedule last weekend since my picture-uploading took so long, and I ran out of time!). I have still been forced, willingly, into cleaning my apartment every day since I've moved in. It almost always looks pristine about 20 minutes after I get home (if you were to come home in the middle of the day, chances would be good that the bed would be unmade and my pajamas would be thrown on them, I cannot seriously be expected to clean in the MORNING when I should be sleeping). Because if I leave anything out of place, it annoys me for the entire evening. It's not like my spacious two-bedroom previous apt. , where I could leave my basket of clean laundry in my room and walk away from it for days, only going through it when I needed something to wear. Nope. I unpacked my clean laundry from the basket immediately upon entering my apartment last week. Because if I don't, the basket will have to sit in the middle of my living room, staring back at me, daring me not to touch it. There is just not enough room for mess. WHICH I LOVE! Because I am a much calmer, peaceful person when I am in a clean, non-cluttered environment. And so, I come home and clean for a couple of minutes each night, and then I sit and veg, or then I go out with my friends. And when I walk in again, I am calm. In my sanctuary, there is no one but me. And it is fabulous! I cannot even tell you how much I love it. I thought that I would be much lonelier than I am. But I've been out at least 4-5 nights a week since I've moved in, so it's hard to be lonely, it just makes it that much better to come home to my own place. I met my lovely across the hall neighbors two nights ago, and they promptly invited me over for a steak dinner. I had a fundraiser to go to that night, but I couldn't be happier that they're nice. And that they eat steak. :) They mentioned that they noticed that I am perpetually busy, and I could just imagine what they would have thought of my life three months ago, when I was busy to the point of overwhelmingness. Right now, this isn't busy, this is fun. I've been home long enough to read some of my magazines and get bored with my 100 stations of cable TV. And when I fall asleep on my couch, I only have to walk one step to launch myself into bed. This, my friends, is truly living. I love it!