pictures of our apartment!
Now that we have a camera, we thought we'd grace you with pictures of our lovely apartment. It is the first apartment Nate and I have ever shared (alone, together), and we are quite proud of it, despite the fact that none of the furniture is ours and it is the size of Nate's old living room.
Our beautiful bathroom. We're still working on putting the toilet seat down, and it's highly unlikely that it'll ever happpen. His argument is that if he has to have contact with the toilet seat when he lifts it up, it's only fair that I have to touch it to put it back down. My argument is that it's just plain ugly when the lid is up. And yes, I am fully aware that this is a trite, overdiscussed, and possibly insoluble argument.
Our dining room/computer room/work area/storage unit.
Our living room. We even have a pull-out sleeper sofa!!
The tiniest kitchen ever created. Seriously. We can't be in here together. And if any cabinet is open and you're caught unawares, you WILL run into it. With your head. You have to practically hump the refrigerator to be able to reach the sink to wash the dishes. The stove only has two burners, which is pointless, because you can't fit two pots on there at the same time anway. All cutting of vegetables/non-stove cooking takes place in the dining room.
Ha ha! Ha! Did we fool you into thinking we had a separate bedroom, living room and dining room? For those particularly clever and alert readers, you will remember that we said our apartment was a studio. And the size of a shoebox. As you can see, that is no exaggeration. This is the view of the whole thing from the bathroom.
Obviously, we get along very well. There's no such thing as fighting when you live here, because, short of crawling in the refrigerator, there is simply nowhere to go to get away from the other person. And if you come visit us, you are most definitely welcome to stay on our sleeper sofa... which is 1.5 feet away from where we will be sleeping.
Here is our bedroom. The whole wall next to the bed is a window, which is constantly open because it is so freakin hot here.
Our beautiful bathroom. We're still working on putting the toilet seat down, and it's highly unlikely that it'll ever happpen. His argument is that if he has to have contact with the toilet seat when he lifts it up, it's only fair that I have to touch it to put it back down. My argument is that it's just plain ugly when the lid is up. And yes, I am fully aware that this is a trite, overdiscussed, and possibly insoluble argument. 
Our dining room/computer room/work area/storage unit.
Our living room. We even have a pull-out sleeper sofa!!The tiniest kitchen ever created. Seriously. We can't be in here together. And if any cabinet is open and you're caught unawares, you WILL run into it. With your head. You have to practically hump the refrigerator to be able to reach the sink to wash the dishes. The stove only has two burners, which is pointless, because you can't fit two pots on there at the same time anway. All cutting of vegetables/non-stove cooking takes place in the dining room.Ha ha! Ha! Did we fool you into thinking we had a separate bedroom, living room and dining room? For those particularly clever and alert readers, you will remember that we said our apartment was a studio. And the size of a shoebox. As you can see, that is no exaggeration. This is the view of the whole thing from the bathroom.Obviously, we get along very well. There's no such thing as fighting when you live here, because, short of crawling in the refrigerator, there is simply nowhere to go to get away from the other person. And if you come visit us, you are most definitely welcome to stay on our sleeper sofa... which is 1.5 feet away from where we will be sleeping.posted by Erin and Nate at
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