Alas, a few images from the new place. I move in Saturday. It is a tad smaller than current living quarters. It's going to take a lot of interior decorating skills to try to make it fit. Suddenly looking at it today, I wonder what it was exactly that I saw in it. The view is crap. I see the rooftop of another building. Crap! and it is so small, and the loft ceiling, needs to be painted. It's too raw and unfinished. But since I don't own it I cannot paint it. But this shall be my home for now.
I finally move into a loft. It' been 3 years in the making.
Odd thing, and the one thing I was so afraid of. The attorney that I support who has been acting rather cold and unusual to me this week happens to live in the same freaking building. I knew he lived in that neighborhood, but in my mind I thought, let's hope he lives in another condominium, since the neighborhood has about 4 condo developments, and my condo itself has about 6 buildings. The first two lofts I had considered were in different buildings. But nope, he just happens to live in mine, on a different floor but in my building nonetheless. It was just so freaky and stalkerish that even I was worried he might think of it the wrong way. Hopefully he doesn't. He didn't seem like he did when I bumped into him. He had way too many questions though - as in, "did you buy the loft? who's your landlord? what unit number?"
Hopefully I won't run into him much. But knowing my luck that's probably impossible. The same building! Aaah! What are the odds.
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