My new apartment
I relocated recently to an apartment in another building not far from where I was living before. I had been living on the fifth floor, the top floor. Now I live on the second floor, the lobby floor, of an eight-story building. There is a floor below mine that is the ground floor, but Puzzle and I can actually walk out of here via the front entrance without using the elevator, as there are stairs (or a wheelchair ramp) leading to the entrance.
It is a smaller apartment. I like that. I have more control over the clutter here. The apartment is easier to keep clean. I had to get rid of lots of my belongings to fit into this place, and I’m glad of it. Sadly, I had to give away my bicycles, but I am no longer able to ride them due to my poor vision. When looking straight ahead, I cannot see the curb or oncoming vehicles, so common sense told me it was time to stop riding.
I have more control here because the apartment is smaller. I am reminded of the halfway houses I lived in. The rooms were small. I had few belongings with me. It was the same with hospitals; I kept my personal space impeccable. I find that now I go around the apartment looking for things to straighten, ways to keep my apartment neat and clean. Scary.
Posted on September 23, 2008, in News about Me. Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.
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