So it looks like we're moving. I feel torn about it since it means moving deeper into Pasadena (and therefore further from the westside and the city) but we found the cutest house EVER. It happened quickly. Over the break E and I said: hey why don't we move out of this apartment. Maybe we can find a house to rent or something. Well, monday I found it:
It's 3 bedrooms plus a bonus room, has a huge backyard with citrus tress and room for a trampoline and a vegetable garden (our two priorities), 2 stories, character, is cheaper than the apartment we've been renting and, um, look at that kitchen. Yeah. The main drawbacks: no central air so we might die this summer or pay a fortune to keep it cool with window air conditioners. Also there's kind of crummy carpet in the bedrooms and upstairs. We might be able to have it replace, so we'll see.
But, other than location and convenience, the apartment we've been living in has been very hard to 'decorate' which is why I haven't shared much about it. We weren't planning on staying long so I didn't want to commit too much time, energy or money. That explains why, a year later, I'm still living with these:
Yeah, I live with vertical blinds on every window in the place. I kept meaning to replace them, but you know how it is.
I will miss the view of the park and the mountains:
I will not miss the painfully generic bathroom:
We're signing the lease today and then will probably move in the next couple of weeks (eek!). Let the nostalgia and stress and excitement begin. I have a bonified space to paint, fill with furniture, rearrange, stress out about, delight in, spend too much money on, etc.