You know what's fun? Apartment hunting.
Actually I enjoy it way more than I should. Mr. Ben and I have already found one place worth paying a broker's fee for. We'll see what bizarre and unaccountable circumstances rise to stand in our way; but if none do, we'll be the proud owners -- well, renters -- of SPACE. Like a galaxy's worth. And a washer-dryer. That's the apartment equivalent of "... A NEW CAR!" (Frankly I'd rather have free convenient laundry than a Pontiac, anyway.)
This picture, by the way, comes straight from Craigslist. It is supposed to be making the apartment in question look attractive.
A Colorblind Canadian Chronicler in Connecticut
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