This week we moved out of the corporate housing apartment and into our own cozy two bedroom apartment down the street.
For the next three months I will be calling this place "home." And I will be using finger quotes every time I call it "home."
While I like to think that I can survive in any space, this is going to take some effort. I haven't cooked a meal, other than kraft dinner type stuff, in a month and a half. The kitchen in this apartment is barren and my kitchen collective is still on the east coast.