Tree House

Many many months ago (not POSTS ago, just months ago) Robert and I moved in to our sweet apartment. "Sweet" for a few different reasons.

• It's nothing fancy but it is newly remodeled. New wood floors, carpet, paint, granite counter top. Sweet!      

 

• New black appliances: Refrigerator, oven/gas stove. Sa weeet.

• The view out our bedroom window is Timp. The view out the kitchen window is Nebo. Schweet! 
• We have great neighbors because, well, we picked them. Double sweet. 
• Our apartment reminds us of being in a treehouse since there is lots of light...and no right angles. Anywhere. Aww, sweet.  (Note: the shelf is level, both hallway doors are not.)

 

• Our heating system is ancient radiator heaters. AND THEY WORK GREAT! Sweet relief. 

 

• We have a wee back yard. Yes! Sweet! 

 

• Our ceilings are 9'6" so...we can fit bikes! Tell me that isn't sweet.
  

• We pay virtually nothing for rent since we are the managers. Oh, that is so Sweet.