Temporary living
Things are extremely green here.
And extremely small.
The dotter, who is bouncy like Tigger, is having problems adjusting to the cramped living quarters. We have already had a glass of milk break all over the living area, which resulted in mommy and daddy being grumpy and the dotter being weepy. We are trying to instill in the dotter the idea of “think first before you do things”. Hmmm. We’ll see how this works.
In the meantime, I’m going to give you an idea of our living space.
Here we have the house in which we are residing. Nice house!
But we only have two rooms of it, the ones that this cute little porch leads to.
This is the park-like lawn which we see from the porch.
This is the lake with all the little seaplanes.
This…this is our “living room”. I figure it’s about 8×10. We are a Loving Family, and find the closeness calming and intimate. (Har. If you believe that, I have a bridge in Brooklyn that I am quite willing to sell to you for a small pittance.)
This is the bedroom. I think it’s about 11×11. The black lounge that OmegaDad is sitting on is a massage chair! And, oooh, it’s nice! We fight over who gets to use it (when we remember it’s there).
There’s also a bathroom, but I didn’t feel like angling myself to show it to you. The bathroom, for some odd reason, doesn’t have a door. If you want privacy while taking a leak, you need to chase everyone out of the bedroom into the spacious living room, and close the bedroom door.
We went looking at houses today. It was a loooong day. But. But…
We put an offer on a house. It’s cute. It’s bigger than our previous house. It has an acre of land. It has a nice kitchen, lots of closet space (closets!!!), and lots of laminated wood flooring, which appeases OmegaDad, whose ambition after we emptied out the old house is to Never Have Carpeting Again.
I’ll let you know how the offer goes; we should know Monday or Tuesday.
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