So... when Damon & I met, this is the building where I lived:
The Kirby in downtown Dallas
And here was my apartment:
Except...in my unit, the closet door was on the main entrance side...so it was a little different, but similar to that.
Regretfully, I can hardly find any pictures of that little apartment. (off the top of my head, I can't think of any!)
And, I do mean LITTLE.
It was between 600 & 700 square feet, and I'm sure it was closer to 600!
But, you know what? It was the perfect size for me then.
I could lay in bed & watch TV...the ONE & ONLY TV that I had for the whole apartment & that was fine...b/c as long as you weren't in the closet or bathroom, you could see THE WHOLE apartment!
And...Megan lived there too on the 3rd floor. She lived there before I moved in, and she lived there longer than me....
Anyway...My friend, Nicole, is moving back from London & has asked me to help her & her fiance, find a place to live in downtown...and it just got me to thinking about some of the different places where I've lived...
When I lived at the Kirby....Campisi's was across the street (before they moved to the new location), and I could run across the street & get pasta or pizza for lunch. (I didn't go into work until 3:30pm back then...) And, then there was a pizza place right across from Campisi's...I can't remember the name, but they sold Orangina, which I LOVE.
Another thing that rocked: on-site storage units in the basement. That was awesome...and after I left, Megan put my storage unit on her rent...I paid her...and then would go there occasionally until I finally moved all of my crap out of there. Stuff that you don't need every day...or every 6 months...but you refuse to just toss it. Yeah, I had a whole bunch of that...
What I hated: waiting on the slow-ass elevator for the parking garage.
I hated going to the basement storage by myself. Creepy down there. But,I was glad to have the actual storage space...I just always wanted someone to go with me!
I also hated not having laundry in my unit. I had to go to the 3rd or 4th floor for that...I don't remember which...
I loved the view I had overlooking Main Street. I loved to open the windows & just look down & around at all of the activity. I love the smell of the building. I loved the wooden floors & marble hallways. I loved the glass & wood doors with brass letter slots. I loved the old doorknobs. I loved the roof-top pool & the neat stairways...
I freaking love old buildings. I do.
It was just an exciting time. It was my first time to live alone...with my perfect little furniture, and clear glass dishes.