No more paying huge bills and waiting (and waiting and waiting) to be paid back. No more sharing the kitchen between three sets of people trying to make a meal at dinnertime. No more being stuck at home on a Friday night because our cars are parked outside and it's impossible to find a parking spot at night, I tell you, IMPOSSIBLE.

No more wondering where the groceries will fit because the fridge is jammed with three sets of food and things fall on you when you open the freezer door. No more leaving six packs of sodas on the floor because there's No Space Anywhere to put them. No more crappy internet because the router is upstairs and I'm downstairs. And, best of all, no more dealing with other peoples issues (like being unable to discuss a problem openly and instead write you letters and bs like that).

I can deal with peoples issues all day long at work (and trust me I do) but not at home. And that is why the only roommates I will ever have again are my hunny and my kitty. Because they deal with my issues =) Plus Paul cleans, cooks and does laundry and let's face it I'd be stupid not to want to live with him!

Another big plus is that I finally feel like I'm leaving that whole college-style-living-scene-thing. You know, the whole "roommates, having to switch off parking, people you don't know hanging out in your living room at 1 a.m., drunk college students talking loudly at 2 a.m. as they pass your window (which faces into the hallway by the way)"-thing. Our new complex seems to be mostly families and is very quiet. And we're on the fourth floor so we have a view. And basically everything about our new place is better than the old one and I love it and it rocks and I will be taking pictures shortly and did I mention I love our new apartment? =)