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.