Tuesday, June 22
I could live in a box
We moved to a new apartment in March - we still marvel at our luck. A complete upgrade, we feel like we are living in a hotel. No more clawfoot bathtub, quirky pitch and yaw to the floor, noisy construction trucks sifting dust through our closed windows. Central air, hardwood floors, big-hair bathrooms. And lower electricity bills because the wiring is 100 years newer!
But Charlie is happy to squeeze himself in a shoebox.