I arrived in San Francisco yesterday to see the apartment I'll be sharing for the first time. I'd seen a few photos, but had never taken a tour of my new home.
Um, it's awesome. It's also enormous. And Beth is in it, so rawk.
Perhaps the very best thing of all? THERE IS A YAAAAAARD. (You must read that like Oprah says, "You get a caaaaarrrrr!" for the full effect.)
Beth seemed nonplussed. She shrugged. "I never go out there. I'm not outdoorsy."
In New York City I had a single window that opened just a crack. Now I have space! And grass! A place to lie down and sun, hell, maybe even in January.
Well, I don't necessarily consider myself outdoorsy either, but you better bet your ass that yard and I are going to be going steady. I mean, it's an open relationshiop, because we share the yard with the upstairs neighbors, but did I mention?