Apartment Living

We finally got all moved into our apartment this past weekend. Except for a few remaining boxes of clothes that belong to myself, we've gotten everything unpacked and in it's place for now. It was so sad to go back to the house Sunday and see it completely empty. Just a shell of a place that we've spent the last 3 years making a home. It sounded hollow and seemed to be mourning our departure. Then, I reminded myself that another young family was eagerly awaiting to make this place home, and enviously envisioned them enjoying this place for the next several years. I'm really happy for them, and am sure they will be blessed as a family as we were during our time there.

As for the apartment...wow. I had forgotten how much privacy you lack in these places. I'm pretty sure the family above us is harboring Clydesdales. Atleast 3 of them. We only have blinds on the windows and having a lit-up parking lot just outside at night is a little odd. We have to take Buster for regular walks now instead of just letting him out into the back yard. Although, he seems to be enjoying having free reign of the whole apartment. In our house, we kept him restricted to the kitchen, laundry room and master bedroom to protect the wood floors in the rest of the house. Here it's all carpet or tile, so no worries about doggy feet on the floors. The kids think they are super cool though because they know so many kids around us. I have to say, I've been pretty suprised at how people just let their little kids roam around unsupervised throughout the complex. They play in the parking lot! We had to have a strict rule meeting with our kids to explain that they would not be enjoying such freedoms while we are here. Their bedrooms are large and they both have monster sized closets, so they are happy with their extra space. It is a minor adjustment to live with for just a few months...and I'm sure we'll make it through.