The Bush Chronicles consist of random thoughts and ideas and feelings which I feel the need to express at any time of the day. I believe writing one's fleeting thoughts down will aid in self-discovery, and so I write.

Monday, August 01, 2005

Livin' In Gangsta's Paradise

When my in-laws got back from France we were living in their brand new house. My husband and I lived rent-free on the condition that we would take care of the house and feed the dog. Nikki, the dog, is a mix between a yellow lab and a cocker-spaniel (I have no idea how to spell that as I detest that kind of dog). She's rather prissy and constantly walks at the heels of my feet when I'm home. I'm not sure why she likes me so much because I've pretty much been mean since the moment I became a part of the Bush family. But enough about the dog.
Since my in-laws got back, we decided it was only fitting that we get a place of our own. It was time to be completely independent and free from any possible obligation to his parents for allowing us to mooch off of them. I love my in-laws very much but there comes a time in every daughter-in-law's life when it's time to have her husband all to herself. That time has come.
Jon and I looked for a place to live for a couple of weeks. After visiting numerous excuses for two-bedroom apartments, we were about to sign a contract with the last one we looked at when we decided to just visit one more. We got lost on the way to the apartment and found ourselves winding through what we now call "Duplex-ville". When we arrived at our destination, we saw yet another duplex that appeared to be old and unkempt but much to our surprise, the apartment was clean, white, and spacious. It was like walking into a mansion after seeing the previous available apartments for newly married couples. We signed the contract right then and there.
We moved in on Saturday and, in fact, that was the ONLY thing we did on Saturday. We have since slept there for two nights and have discovered a slight invasion of earwigs. We have come to the realization that the apartment will have it's downfalls (i.e. "Mexican Circus Music" as Jon calls it, in the early morning hours, white-trash neighbors with 5 cars parked in their driveway that don't run, and blinds that do little to provide privacy--which will be updated soon).
All in all, I must say that I am very excited to be on our own and have an apartment all to ourselves that we can decorate and arrange exactly as we please.

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

Congratulations!

P O S T M O R E !!
- Brandon Doyle
http://brandonbert.bravejournal.com

gustavolk-swagen said...
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gustavolk-swagen said...

[In last comment, I forgot to add some things:]

Yeah!!! Sarah's back!

Incredible news, by the way. I couldn't be happier for you both.

And earwigs suck. Don't let them near your slurpies--I have stories.