la.woman's Profile

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my partner and i moved directly across the street once for the following points:
-more windows/natural light
-more space
-in-suite washer/dryer
-less centipedes

it was a shame to leave that second apartment... wish it could have moved cities with me.

gypsy is a slang term for romanian people, but drags a travelling cultural through the mud. it's not very nice to use.

i would have loved this when i was young. she'll enjoy it for many years.

my boyfriend and i had a gorgeous apartment on fifth ave in ottawa while we were in university. occasional centipede aside, we were really growing into the place. but then we graduated and moved to toronto to get jobs. our current apartment isn't perfect but it gets fantastic light, it's in a great location and we're doing well at making it 'home'.

i live in a 1 bedroom with my boyfriend in toronto. my portion of the rent takes up about 32% of my income, so i can't complain. we live in midtown, so everything we need is around.
my metro pass takes up about 6% of my take home income, so that's kind of painful, but it is my next biggest recurring cost.

'zooomg' was my thought when i first saw that tiny planter. so cute.

my cat get enough of my ponytail palms. i figure it's a win-win, she gets green in her diet and my palms don't overtake my apartment.

what all these bedrooms have in common is lots of room. would love to see an organized room that had just enough room to walk around a queen sized bed plus a long low dresser. what about the not-yet-dirty clothes? what about the stuff that doesn't fit in a drawer or the closet?

anyways, the above are certainly nice to look at.

a willingness to talk about issues as they affect you, and not just waiting until they make you explode. my live-in boyfriend likes to have the tv on it the background, whereas i prefer to have music on. we now take turns case-by-case.

it's also important to know what battles to pick and how. i had a roommate who complained about how little i did the dishes. i tried and i tried but i could never do them enough for her - she wasn't being unreasonable, i just really hate doing the dishes and i was busy enough that i could avoid the mess. she finally exploded at me, and i told her i was trying, and that i'd try harder. i also offered to pick up the slack elsewhere because if i'm going to avoid the dishes, i may was well find some way to pull my weight. that didn't fly, but we did have a really clean bathroom!

or the vice versa, taking a day when your pet is sick.

in the summertime, my cat got into a poisonous plant on a sunday afternoon. i took her to the pet emerg and they kept her over night and flushed her system. she wouldn't vomit, even with inducing her, so they couldn't say that she was 100% out of the woods until more time had passed. so the next day, i took a sick day and stayed home with her. she was fine and i didn't have to worry about coming home to something i didn't want to see. my boss probably thought i was crazy, though.