Unpacking

We're almost organized in the living room and kitchen...and once we get all that done, I'll post more photos to show off the new, wonderful, dry apartment! We still have no idea what exploded in the old apartment to make it decline so quickly, but we're certainly glad we're here, where our refrigerator light turns on, we have a dishwasher, the bathroom has a fan and we don't have to shovel water from one end  of the shower to the drain. And we don't have to leave the window open just to "dry" it out!

But unfortunately, our dining room still looks like this, so it could be awhile. I work too many nights to get this done! The cats like hiding in the boxes though.

I can't believe we're only paying $9 more per month for this place. It's like heaven compared to the old one.

Boxes and boxes

We're moving right now, and if you know me, you know my least favorite thing to do in the world is unpack, followed closely by packing. But I try to keep in mind how much better this apartment will be, and that's kind of helping. Kind of. 

Once we get settled in, I'll post photos here so you all can see the new place. Trust me, having a level apartment without mold will be such an improvement. I don't understand how it wasn't like this last year, but we certainly don't appreciate how they don't want to try to fix anything. The new place has a maintenance guy at each location. I'm psyched.

Till then, we'll be packing!

Christmas tree, O Christmas tree...

How lovely are your branches (after we wrestled you from the grasps of these fellas):

The small pile of presents that will soon multiply...

This angle makes it look more impressive and looming...

Note the kitty-fang hole in the red ribbon...

Happy penguin waves hello and merry Christmas! Despite the fake tree, it's our tree, and I love it in all its shabby baldness.

Christmas

Should be interesting. We bought a small, fake tree (so sad, but we've got a small place), and immediately put it up and decorated it with all my little knick knacks from my younger years. John doesn't have ANY. So it's a little Steeler heavy.

Not two hours later, we found the tree on the ground, with ornaments everywhere, and one branch in the mouth of Ozzy, chomping hard. So now it's slightly mussed, and sitting in our guest room until we put it in our bedroom because those evil cats will take that tree down again.

Who has Christmas in their bedroom? That's weird. So Christmas morning will be sitting in our small bedroom to enjoy the tree and open presents and eat some french toast with peppermint, our Christmas morning breakfast of choice for this year.

We aren't buying each other true gifts, but we're making stockings (sort of, since we have no where to hang them), with candy and little things in it for a small surprise. We might buy the kitties some tuna, so they feel special. Or something. Yeah, they don't need much more since they tried to destroy our tree.

At least we won't be cold on Christmas, we finally broke and turned the heat on, although very low to save money. It's unseasonably cold here right now, with lows in the lower 30s, but sunny afternoons in the 50s more than make up for it. Winters here are nice...I can still go hiking without freezing my butt off.