New Beginnings

We're moved.

The only casualties as far as I can tell (everything isn't yet totally unpacked) are two light bulbs and the tip of my right middle (mouse wheel!) finger when it received the equivalent of being caught in a car door. (Some IKEA furniture is quite heavy.)

The new place is fabulous. Both Ben and I look around and think, "Equity finally got it right." The difference between this complex and the previous one we lived in is like day and night. There are none of the WTF?!? design quirks that riddled the old place, and it is evident that the architect actually put some thought into the design. Everything about our new place is high end (or in the parlance of Auntie Mame "really top drawer!" In fact, if you didn't know better you'd think the place was a condo.

The kitchen is huge. We actually have unused cabinets and drawers. (I'm sure that won't last, but for now it's kind of neat to know we have space.)

For a change, the bathroom exhaust fans don't sound like jets taking off, and they even have moisture sensors that automatically turn them on and off as needed. I'm impressed. The toilets are dual-flush (half or full tank), and the fit and finish of everything is light years beyond what we had at Colorado Pointe.

All the light bulbs in the apartment are CFLs—that the complex replaces if they burn out. (Probably not that big a deal since I have CFLs that I purchased back in 2005 that are still going strong.)

While we don't have real hardwood floors (they're vinyl), they look like wood, and it's nice not to have nasty old apartment-grade carpet in the main living areas. The cobalt blue rug that Ben bought for the living room a year ago looks really good against them.

We had a stacked washer/dryer at the old place. Now we're back to having regular separates that seem to do everything except fold the clothes when they're done. No more multiple hour-long dry cycles for a single load of clothes!

And did I mention the second bedroom that has a walk-in closet that's as big as the separate storage room we had at the old place? We finally have a proper home office/guest room. (Or will have as soon as we get rid of the piles of boxes stacked there.)

And no more fucking parking garage!