Rob and I are moving from our downtown studio to a one bedroom apartment close to work. Our movers kept having mishaps so we've been hanging out in our very empty new apartment, sleeping on the floor and eating out.

Despite all the move drama, I already like it here. The big windows let lots of light in, and the crown molding and pretty wood floors make this apartment a lot cozier and warmer than our studio's open space and concrete.

Moose really likes the carpet in the bedroom and the view of the dog park. He keeps wanting in and out of the patio door even though it's thirty degrees outside. Silly pup. He sits out there and stares at us... from the patio... and refuses to come in. I don't get it. 

I thought I'd miss my cool-kid downtown digs but it feels like home here already, even without the couch. 

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