In case you were wondering.
this is where I live now.
For the girl who fell down the stairs and broke her collarbone a week before move-out day,
I have a lot of stairs to navigate.
I never saw the inside of this place before I paid my first month's rent.
It was occupied.
I took it sight unseen because of the location.
You can imagine my surprise when I opened the door and saw these.
I have to walk up 27 steps to get into my living space.
To the poor men who had to bring my furniture up,
I apologize.
It had to seem like a nightmare to them.
Getting groceries and cases of water up is a challenge.
So glad I have grandsons to help.
I love it once I get up here.
I feel like I'm living in a penthouse.
For the past week, I have had all of the windows open.
I am enjoying the breezes blowing in from over the river and the marsh.
It is paradise once you get up.
The stairs are good for me...
good exercise!
I am careful and take my time.
No more running up and down the stairs though.
Those days are probably over.
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