At the start of the week, Jamie and I drive north for two and a bit hours. We do mildly confusing work for another company, then drive about twenty minutes to our apartment.
We’re in a new apartment every week. They seem to get better and better. The one we were in this week was really a house with a full kitchen, king sized beds, thick fluffy towels and complimentary chocolates.
Even better, there was enough space for me to teach Jamie how to cha cha and samba. We spend a third of the evening cooking, the second third dancing, and the hours before sleep time playing the guitar and singing.
It’s a wonderful life.
| We start the evening by cooking in the kitchen. Jamie and I discovered that yogurt, cucumber and rice is a delicious combination. |
| The mark of a good housemate: courtesy in regards to the use of the bathroom. |
| Despite having a queen bed, I only ever sleep on one side. |
| We didn’t turn on the TV all week. The DVD player got a workout, playing dance music. Jamie also kindly consented to being my karaoke machine. |
wow that’s a fantastic apartment!!!
how i wish i had THAT to live in for the entire year!!!
Yeah, I’m jealous of your apartment, Joan! The only thing it doesn’t seem to have are polished timber floors…
It had tiles through most of it. The living room and bedrooms were carpeted.
I like tiles too. Tiles are kind of groovy to dance on, if you wear thick socks. I was sliding all over the place, even when cooking 🙂
I don’t like tiles. My old house was mostly tiled, and it was always so cold to walk on on winter mornings!
You need to get those heated concrete slabs underneath your tiles, nothing nicer than stumbling out of bed on a cold morning to find your floor is warm!!
Yeah. But they’re expensive. REALLY expensive. Plus, it’s energy inefficient because you have to leave it on all winter long because it takes so long to heat up!
Let’s all just put on socks and slide around 🙂