It happened again...
I've moved!
Yep, you read that right. I haven't been enjoying the condo. Although I love the commute, the things I don't like about the condo couldn't easily be changed.
I did what I could with the space I had. Like when I added the island to give me more prep space in the kitchen. That was working out well. And the noisy-in-the-middle-of-the-night neighbour had quieted down after a couple of complaints to the superintendent.
However, there's nothing I could do about the extremely loud and inefficient furnace/air conditioning unit (which I blame, along with the old windows and patio doors, for the unreasonably high hydro bills for such a small apartment), the poorly designed bathroom, and the noisy city neighbourhood.
I tried to live with it, but found that the combination of all these issues frustrated me too much. I want to feel calm and happy in my home.
But really, the best reason for moving was that Mr. Romantic and I decided to live together. So it's back to the suburbs for me.
I know, I know, I knocked the suburbs before. But there are some advantages to being out in the burbs.
It's much quieter than the city. If I can, I prefer sleeping with the windows open to let in the night air. In the city, that night air is quite noisy. Not very restful. In the suburbs, at least at Mr. Romantic's house, it's all birds, frogs, coyotes and crickets. Once in a while you'll hear teenagers out in the woods at night. But that doesn't happen too often. Also, logistically it made more sense for me to move to the suburbs for now since Mr. Romantic has shared custody of his young school-aged children. Perhaps, once all of the kids are older and have moved out, Mr. Romantic and I will be looking downtown for a new place. Or maybe even in another city, or even another country. Who knows!
Anyway, I was determined to beat moving. It's had the better of me in the past. For some reason I'd think I was ahead of the game only to find myself scrambling to finish moving my stuff last minute over a few days. I didn't want to go through that this time. I wanted everything packed and ready before the movers showed up and have them take care of moving everything.
I had even less stuff to move this time around, which was fantastic! If you've been reading my blog, you know I've gotten rid of even more things since my move to the condo back in September 2015.
Well, I still have a few things in the condo, but much less than I’ve had in the past. I have until tomorrow to move the rest of my things. I made the decision during the summer to live and put off some of the moving preparation I needed to do. For me, my fantastic summer was totally worth it!
Yep, you read that right. I haven't been enjoying the condo. Although I love the commute, the things I don't like about the condo couldn't easily be changed.
I did what I could with the space I had. Like when I added the island to give me more prep space in the kitchen. That was working out well. And the noisy-in-the-middle-of-the-night neighbour had quieted down after a couple of complaints to the superintendent.
However, there's nothing I could do about the extremely loud and inefficient furnace/air conditioning unit (which I blame, along with the old windows and patio doors, for the unreasonably high hydro bills for such a small apartment), the poorly designed bathroom, and the noisy city neighbourhood.
I tried to live with it, but found that the combination of all these issues frustrated me too much. I want to feel calm and happy in my home.
But really, the best reason for moving was that Mr. Romantic and I decided to live together. So it's back to the suburbs for me.
I know, I know, I knocked the suburbs before. But there are some advantages to being out in the burbs.
It's much quieter than the city. If I can, I prefer sleeping with the windows open to let in the night air. In the city, that night air is quite noisy. Not very restful. In the suburbs, at least at Mr. Romantic's house, it's all birds, frogs, coyotes and crickets. Once in a while you'll hear teenagers out in the woods at night. But that doesn't happen too often. Also, logistically it made more sense for me to move to the suburbs for now since Mr. Romantic has shared custody of his young school-aged children. Perhaps, once all of the kids are older and have moved out, Mr. Romantic and I will be looking downtown for a new place. Or maybe even in another city, or even another country. Who knows!
Anyway, I was determined to beat moving. It's had the better of me in the past. For some reason I'd think I was ahead of the game only to find myself scrambling to finish moving my stuff last minute over a few days. I didn't want to go through that this time. I wanted everything packed and ready before the movers showed up and have them take care of moving everything.
I had even less stuff to move this time around, which was fantastic! If you've been reading my blog, you know I've gotten rid of even more things since my move to the condo back in September 2015.
Well, I still have a few things in the condo, but much less than I’ve had in the past. I have until tomorrow to move the rest of my things. I made the decision during the summer to live and put off some of the moving preparation I needed to do. For me, my fantastic summer was totally worth it!
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