For sixteen years I've owned homes. As you know, my house sold rather quickly this fall and I've rented an apartment until I can decide on my major move. What city? The answer is still hazy. Anyway, when I moved into this place, it was essentially like moving into a much smaller single family home, brand new and nicely outfitted, because there was no one living in the other half. It's a series of what we call duplexes around here, though I know that term has a different connotation in some places, on a small cul-de-sac. Anyway, tonight someone is moving in to the other side. Here's where the rubber meets the road. Will I like ATTACHED living? You already know I'm not a great sleeper. I figure it's gonna key on how loud these people are.
When I'm getting ready for work in the morning, for the first time in sixteen years, I won't have a favorite music mix shivering my timbers to get me ready for my day. Le sigh.
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OK, glass half full time. a) There might be some hotness next door, b) they might think there's some hotness next door, c) Knots Landing! or d) you get to be Annoying Neighbour.
sounds like shared living to me!
ah those days....
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