You may have been privileged to hear the story of our apartment-finding fiasco this year. Well, for those of you who weren't so privileged, I'll spare you and just go right into pictures.
We are enjoying our new place. It comes at a price. We're paying more than we would like, but we were just days from having to be out of our other place and had to take something. It's pretty nice. The paint is actually new. The management didn't just try to sell us on the idea that the apartment was "newly-remodeled," like at our last one... which, by the way, still had white streaks on the wall from where they had patched holes from the previous tenants and the carpet obviously hadn't been replaced since 1980. This place was actually recently remodeled. We are the second people to live in it since everything was done. The carpet still has life to it. It's not matted down. The kitchen and bathroom have granite countertops. The appliances are new. There's a stacked washer and dryer (HUGE selling point). The bedroom is considerably bigger. Now we can fit all our stuff in it. There's not as much storage at this place as at our old place, but we've found out how to make it work. We bought a few cabinets and a bookshelf from Walmart.
The layout is quite different than our other place. The layout of the last apartment was more of a long rectangle with all the rooms going straight back. From the living room you could see clear to the bedroom. This place is more of a square layout. You enter into the living room (and we had to put our table in there because it's too big for the space in the kitchen). To the left, there's a little entryway into the kitchen. Then, there's a hallway leading to the bathroom. This hallway takes a turn and enters into the bedroom. This layout segregates things and gives it more of a home feel than before.
So here are the pictures. Enjoy!
The entryway with tile. We like that.
The plaque my mom made us. She did these for one Christmas (I think it was 1996). Yes. It is on slate. This one used to hang at Grandma and Grandpa's house. With Grandpa's recent passing, it needed a new home. So my mom took off the year of Grandma and Grandpa's wedding and put the year of our wedding on it. Thanks mom!
Not to be creepy or anything, but I'm pretty sure that's where my parents lived when I was born...
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