UNIT B

As I mentioned in a previous post, we recently gave notice to the landlords of Unit B and we will be moving on to a new rental come July.

But before we get into the excitement of apartment hunting, the stress of yard selling, or the disaster of packing, here is a little of what Unit B has seen over the past two years:

*  Alex and I had a very DIY heavy wedding, so prior to the event itself we decided it would be best to move in then rather than add some stress to the back-end of all the festivities.  It was only a couple of weeks early but the point is, this apartment witnessed us in both the state of couple-hood and then as married folk, as well as the transition in between.

*  We found Jenny at a dog adoption event around the corner and she has pretty much been the best thing ever.  Plus Unit B has hardwood floors so the apartment has taught Jenny about traction, which is something I believe Jenny would say she is very grateful for.

*  We held many get-togethers with friends, including but not limited to:  Settlers of Catan dork-fests, margarita fueled guitar singalongs, Xbox Kinect dance-offs (the less coordinated, the better), Mimosas Volleyball and Pancakes (MVP) mornings, Christmas gift exchanges with heavy homemade eggnog consumption, and Oktoberfest after parties, which naturally involved things like Batman-masked hallway karate matches.

*  When we first moved into Unit B, literally almost every item of furniture was a hand-me-down.  Now, two years later we have started the daunting task of slowly replacing this furniture with items we love, very carefully selecting each piece.  This will naturally be a forever job, but it is exciting to have started this process together, I guess it makes me feel a little growed up.

(see below, ugly green couch – behind my silly dog’s yawn)

All in all, I believe this apartment will always hold a special place in my heart – regardless of how many more apartments we are to have.  This is where I lived when I married the man of my dreams, my best friend; where we had some of our first real fights, first real make ups, and this is where we grew so much as a couple and have really learned how to communicate with each other.  And of course, this is where our family has made its first expansion, adding the fluffy little bundle of joy that is our Jenny dog.   And now we are Team Awesome.

Now for a little tour — you didn’t think I was going to leave you hanging there with all that sappy stuff and no photos, did you? — for shame.  (Keep in mind, there is still a high percentage of hand-me-down/making-it-work business up in here)

Now raise your glass (pick your poison: beer, wine, Yoo-hoo,  Sobe Lean, Hot Tottie,  Ensure, etc) and let’s cheers to first apartments – may their happy memories always make you smile.  Salut!

Oops.. I just chugged the rest of my drink just thinking about apartment hunting.. groan..

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4 thoughts on “UNIT B

  1. In love with this one especially. Apt C, above you will always remember you guys! Even though we will miss Jenny, we will have plenty more doggie dates, dinners and need more happy hours!! Good luck hunting!

    • Aw thank you! We will miss you guys greatly, but of course, it isn’t goodbye, just a change – adding a little more than a floor/ceiling between us. Yes there will be MANY more doggie dates, dinners, and happy hours – can’t wait for our next of each!

    • Me too! It wouldn’t have been the same without you, particularly the margarita singing – because that would have been just Alex and I having a drunken sing along and for some reason I think that would make it a little odd and a tiny bit sad. =) Must have more of these shenanigans.

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