Change of Address.

Last week, we moved into our new apartment. We thought we would wait until we could afford a place big enough to house all our stuff, but John had a small one-bedroom unit come available in a building he manages downtown, and the location and the price were right.

It's an upstairs, end unit, so when there's sun, it's sunny.

The view from our front window. Small world: the building in the
foreground was Emily's father's first office.

Our living room/office/dining room/media center.

Kitchen and a bit of the bedroom.

Kitchen and living room.

It's compact, but cute, and we are enjoying having our own space with at least a bit of our artwork and kitchen implements. It's amazing how much you can miss a good set of knives.

P.