Finally, a Place!

So I realize now that I should have started this blog months ago, when I first started searching for an apartment. Because that was an interesting - albeit frustrating - process. Two months of combing Craig's List. Two months of unfamiliar bus routes to far-flung Seattle neighborhoods. Two months of nasty-smelling carpets, doors that won't close, too-small kitchens, and low basement-level ceilings. And three different landlords telling me that I'm too late, too young, too unattached, too poor to rent the beautiful place with which I've already fallen in love. That might have made an interesting blog.

But no matter. I'm DONE looking. I finally found my place, an apartment in Lower Queen Anne in a building called the Century. And it's mine. Truly mine. Like, I've put down the deposit, no one can take it away from me, MINE.

And, almost since the moment I signed the papers on it, my mind started working. What color will I paint? Where will the furniture go? How will I make those sliding doors not slide? And Charlene, after patiently listening to me go on about all of this, made a suggestion: you should blog about this.

So thanks, Cha. I will. So here I will chronicle all of the things to do with my new place. A lot of these will probably be interior-design related, since this is where my passion lies. Some posts might be about silly home-making things, like putting dryer sheets in the linen closet to make the sheets smell nice. And I imagine I'll just ramble about anything - about what having my first real place really feels like, about living with my new roommate, about cooking on my new gas stove. I will chronicle my joys and my frustrations - and hopefully, you will read.