Feeling toasty
Having been in our unit for a bit over a week, we thought Sunday was the perfect time to have a house-warming party. A week seemed like enough time to unpack everything and get a bit settled, and having a deadline like a party is incentive to actually doing all the stuff that needs doing.
Sunday was a beautiful day here in London Town - clear blue skies and warm weather, and we were chuffed that so many of our friends cheerfully gave up the last couple of hours daylight to celebrate with us. Our little unit is now feeling comfortably toasty and well-loved.
After 3 years of sharehousing (2 years with Vaughn), I'm loving having our own space. Having more than one room to make my own, being able to walk from the bathroom to the bedroom sans towel, not coming home to other people's mess, being able to play whatever music I want in the living room. It's bliss.
Sunday was a beautiful day here in London Town - clear blue skies and warm weather, and we were chuffed that so many of our friends cheerfully gave up the last couple of hours daylight to celebrate with us. Our little unit is now feeling comfortably toasty and well-loved.
After 3 years of sharehousing (2 years with Vaughn), I'm loving having our own space. Having more than one room to make my own, being able to walk from the bathroom to the bedroom sans towel, not coming home to other people's mess, being able to play whatever music I want in the living room. It's bliss.
posted by Margie at 5:23 pm
1 Comments:
Sorry have to miss your house-warming party, have a triathlon on Sunday.
Also hear you on the living in a couple thing - its all good.
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