Mature, yet a child
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libertangoSo...
When I was having to choose very quickly between apartments for us to live in, two of the finalists were very different. One was downtown, on First Hill. A bit small, and we would've had to still get a storage space. Very urban and asphaulty, albeit with a cute vest-pocket park for Sarah-the-dog just about a block-and-a-squidge away. Great location, but...
The other was out here in Redmond. The two things that tipped me in favor of this place were a) the apartment is big, for us -- the biggest we've ever lived in, and b) there were landscaped grounds all around for Sarah to frolic in.
There is no small amount of irony that we moved from the burbs of Orange County to the burbs of Seattle, all the while proclaiming what a more livable city Seattle is. Which it is. And, assuming I make more money over time, we'll almost certainly move across the lake into the city eventually. But right now, the ratio of expense to space favors the burbs... Mostly because, as supply and demand teaches us, price indicates demand, and fewer people want to live in the burbs, so they get low low prices.
Anyway.
As Arlo would say, "That's not really what I came here to talk about."
What I meant to talk about was how, as I tramped across the expanse of freshly-mown lawn outside our apartment in the lovely far northern light, I thought about how I hadn't had to mow said lawn. For that matter, this apartment is the first one ever for me with -- a dishwasher.
I know, I know, you kids today, all caught up with the ModCons of our age, don't find this exciting... But two of my more tiresome childhood (and beyond) chores for years, nay, decades, were mowing the lawn and washing the dishes.
My inner 12-year-old slacker is very happy in this place. :)
When I was having to choose very quickly between apartments for us to live in, two of the finalists were very different. One was downtown, on First Hill. A bit small, and we would've had to still get a storage space. Very urban and asphaulty, albeit with a cute vest-pocket park for Sarah-the-dog just about a block-and-a-squidge away. Great location, but...
The other was out here in Redmond. The two things that tipped me in favor of this place were a) the apartment is big, for us -- the biggest we've ever lived in, and b) there were landscaped grounds all around for Sarah to frolic in.
There is no small amount of irony that we moved from the burbs of Orange County to the burbs of Seattle, all the while proclaiming what a more livable city Seattle is. Which it is. And, assuming I make more money over time, we'll almost certainly move across the lake into the city eventually. But right now, the ratio of expense to space favors the burbs... Mostly because, as supply and demand teaches us, price indicates demand, and fewer people want to live in the burbs, so they get low low prices.
Anyway.
As Arlo would say, "That's not really what I came here to talk about."
What I meant to talk about was how, as I tramped across the expanse of freshly-mown lawn outside our apartment in the lovely far northern light, I thought about how I hadn't had to mow said lawn. For that matter, this apartment is the first one ever for me with -- a dishwasher.
I know, I know, you kids today, all caught up with the ModCons of our age, don't find this exciting... But two of my more tiresome childhood (and beyond) chores for years, nay, decades, were mowing the lawn and washing the dishes.
My inner 12-year-old slacker is very happy in this place. :)
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Date: 2003-05-08 02:37 am (UTC)