Our First Home

This is the last night we'll be sleeping in our first home, where Adam carried me over the threshold and where we brought Claire home from the hospital. 

 This little apartment on the first floor of a very old house has been really good to us over the last two years. When we were engaged, we had a very, very short timeline for apartment hunting. We toured this place first and loved it so much that we didn't look anywhere else!

There were a lot of things we loved about this apartment, like:

- The price. {450 a month! What, what!}

- That it was pretty close to campus while being pretty far away from most of the partying action. 

- Our super nice landlord who was always prompt about fixing things.

- The big, eat-in kitchen.

- The backyard and back porch.

- The dishwasher! 

Despite all the wonderful memories we have here, we're not too bummed about moving on. There were also a lot of things we didn't love about this apartment, like:

- Our noisy upstairs neighbors.

- The old coin-operated washer and dryer in the basement.

- The lack of street parking.

- The impossibly hard to clean radiators.

- That there was only one door {to the bathroom} in the whole place.

- The literally trashy neighborhood. Littering seemed to be everyone's favorite hobby.

For posterity, here are some pictures of our first place, as it looked in March before Claire arrived and her stuff took over every nook and cranny!

Kitchen. 

Living Room.

Bedroom.

Bathroom.

P.S. Just in case you're interested, here's a {admittedly pretty terrible} video tour of the place taken right before we turned in our keys.