I came up with a really great idea yesterday. It was one of those that you smile while no one's looking and sort of good-jobbingly fist yourself in the shoulder for it. No details. It's a secret.
I'm laying on Jonathan's couch at the moment and my feet (though socked) are cold so he is warming them up with his hands. I'm not sure why I'm so cold all the time. I can foresee a certain degree of 'the Battle of the Thermostat' after we're married and living in this apartment. At first I was a little bummed not to have found a cute little home for the two of us to move into come May.. however I'm relieved at the financial non-burden that him staying here and me moving in will be. It is a nice location. It's quiet, not a lot of traffic, 2 bedrooms for a decent price. No dishwasher though, and despite Jonathan's "but I will be getting a dish washer" har har, it's not the worst thing not to have. I do wish the tile floor were linoleum and not tile, tile is cold! Rugs can help that though.
I'm looking forward to rearranging stuff and seeing what it looks like with my stuff in here too. It's a good thing I'm not one of those OMG! pink and purple glittery! type of females with their sense of "interior design"... we actually have very similar styles, which makes working on a home for the two of us fun and not a battle.
Anyway, does anyone really care about my thoughts about interior design? Rhetorical.
The third Terminator movie is on right now, with "the Governator" as Jonathan calls Schwarzenegger. I think it's funny watching humans portray "andriods" or whatever. Their "so serious bad-assness" has a way of translating to bad acting, ha. Someone's getting beaten up in a parking lot, but this is hilarious.
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