Here I am sitting in the main area of our temporary apartment for the next three weeks, minimum. We moved ourselves this past weekend. Besides preparing our condo for the work to start on Monday, we packed stuff to move here. It's a cute little apartment, in a big building, right in the heart of town.
It has the basics and it was cleaner than our Bodø apartment. The worst thing about this place is the sofa. It is used and so low... maybe it's because we're tall but still it's ridiculously low. Not good for old bodies like ours. We brought a lot of our stuff over, beside our computers, our laser printer, we
completed the kitchen with our pots and spices, etc. Overall, the place isn't bad. This morning they shampooed the hallway carpet, which is a good thing. I haven't really heard noise, unlike our condo, but for the past twenty minutes I've been smelling some wonky tobacco... I might be high by the time the husband gets home.
The past few days, not to say weeks, have been challenging to say the least. Not only is our patience being tested, our backs and mental health in general as well. Besides having to deal with every day life, Hubby is super busy at his client, and we have to deal with our new roles as condo administrators. At times, I can't help but feel it would be hell if we had kids to add to this mess.
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Looks nice! And a new adventure. We will likely do the same when we tackle our next renovations. Think of the new neighborhoods you might discover in your new abode.
N+S
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