Staying Put

Today we had the opportunity to look at a house to rent. We currently live in an apartment. It’s officially 861 square feet. It’s not breaking a world record or anything, but it is a small home for three people. This new rental house would almost double our space for just about $100 more than what we’re paying in rent. A tempting offer.

At the end of the day, we decided to stay in our apartment. The funny thing is that a year ago we spent a lot of time deciding if we should stay here or move into a house. Because that’s what people do when they have a baby, right? We’ve lived here for three years, and we’re about to commit to the fourth year. I really didn’t think we would stay this long, but each year our apartment fits us better, and I am happy with it.

It took effort to make our apartment into how we wanted it. Just last month we did a massive closet clean out, sold a few things on Craigslist, and donated a carload of clothes and stuff. I focused on cleaning out junk during the whole month of January. Now the amount of stuff that we have is nicely balanced to the amount of space available.

I do think we will want a house at some point. We like to talk about how it will be. But I think we will wait. The invitation to view this rental house was nice, but it’s also pretty nice to be settled into a place for a while. It feels like home.

Our Park

Our park is a hidden jewel, in a small neighborhood not visible from the street, with practically no parking. When you stand in the middle of it, you can’t see or hear the city. It has walkways and benches, a big open field to run around in, and poetry engraved on the walkway steps. On that fortuitous day we discovered it, we couldn’t believe our eyes. It is our own private park.

Winter Plants

camellia

After three years of waiting, the camellia is in full bloom.

The pansies are still going strong. Even my oleander and mandevilla, which I didn’t think would make it through the winter, are still alive.

pansies

The basil was not so lucky.