Once upon a time, there was a girl who couldn't make up her mind where to live. Her roots were in Texas, and there had been stints in New York City and Iowa. There were those few months in Quebec, and a few more in Atlanta. She liked them all (mostly). She couldn't choose. (This was a very fickle, indecisive girl.) Finally, she decided to head west.
After 3,299 miles and 4 days of driving, she arrived in Washington, only to find the saddest little hovel waiting for her there. Them's were the suburbs, and they were pretty effing ghetto.
She cursed the cultureless strip-malls and miserable abode cried. Then, a stroke of luck landed her the perfect apartment in Seattle. She just had to wait out the month of July so she could move in. So, she endured more ghetto....
...until finally, the day came when she could, at long last, (after four long, urban-less years,) settle herself into a real city (for longer than three months),
and (after five long months on an air-mattress,) sleep in a real bed,
and bake in a real kitchen, sit on a real couch, hang pictures on real walls (that didn't smell like a mix of mold and kitty pee).
And, the girl was very happy, indeed.
...for now.
(to be continued...)
1 comment:
Can't wait to visit you in your new home! Looks sweet!!
Post a Comment