Dear Apartment: This past year has flown by! Thank you for keeping me warm this winter season and for giving me spectacular views each morning of the rising sun. Thank you for the bigger oven that fits a real-sized baking sheet (for french fries) and for the porch that helps me grow food that fills my belly. I enjoy listening to the birds when they come to visit (and kitty thinks the squirrel is such a tease). Dear Beau: I think I’ve made pretty good on my word about being a decent roommate. I’ve definitely done my share of the dishes and continue to dance each morning while we get ready for work. My clothes now change with the season and have appropriate homes- I will work on putting the dirty ones in the hamper in a more timely manner. I still love waking up next to you every morning. Dear Spring: I know you’re out there, somewhere. Please shine down on me.
I’ve been a slacker this week with my writing but you know what, I don’t care. Ha! I’ve found myself packing and preparing fresh(er) meals before leaving for the day, working out more on my lunch breaks and settling in much earlier than I had been previously. And I kind of like the routine. Now just to schedule in some necessities like making a trip to the laundromat and catching up with friends. But even with the craziness and the wrapping up of the month, I remembered that we’ve officially been in this new apartment a year- today.
Our intentions were to build a fort and sleep on the floor and celebrate but TNO got the best of us and here I sit, typing away as the beau sleeps away his pesky cold. But that’s okay, we’ll have plenty more nights to build a fort and sleep on the hardwood floors.
Special thanks to Colie who stopped by with two beautiful bouquets to fill our home (and snapped the photograph above). They are lovely and I am drawn to the deep purple shades, reminding me that there is still snow on the ground.