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Our Apartment

On Wednesday, we finally got the keys to our apartment! It was so exciting, but a little stressful because I still had a final to finish that afternoon but I just wanted to play in my new home! We'd never seen the layout of the place until we actually opened the door and walked in. It was such an amazing feeling! While Sammy was being responsible and made sure everything worked, I just kept jumping up and down excited about the closets. (There's four! In a one bedroom!)

My carpet
My sink
My closet
My tub
 I feel so excited having our own place! Yesterday my family helped me move some of my books and food storage in, and I jumped around some more so excited they were there and they approved of where I'll be living.
My snazzy moving clothes. 

I moved a few things in while Sammy was out and tried to make the place look homey. I found a giant rubber duck and put it in our tub. He went to show his mom the place afterwards, and I texted him asking if he found the duck in the tub. Except, I accidentally hit the i when I meant the u when I sent the text and didn't check before I sent it. Soooo, that was a funny conversation ;) 

When we first got there, our neighbors window was open and the smell of funky bacon wafted out. Every time we walked by, the smell was a bit different, and then was most definitely weed. Luckily, we couldn't smell it while in our own place, so I think things will be ok. 

We're moving furniture in tonight so more pictures to follow. We have our first apartment! I'm so excited! 

Comments

  1. AnonymousMay 16, 2014 at 11:56 AM

    Congrats on the new apartment! I know how you feel. My hubby and I were so excited when we got ours! Nice carpet! x) lol.

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  2. AmberlyMay 16, 2014 at 1:47 PM

    Four closets in one room?!?! That's a lot!!!

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  3. AnonymousMay 16, 2014 at 3:10 PM

    Yay!!!! Brittany and Austin move into their apartment tomorrow!

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  4. MercedesMay 18, 2014 at 3:26 PM

    Congrats!! Gosh I remember the first time Dan and I got our own place it was slightly daunting since it was also in another state and our first year in college! But it's sooo amazing. I love your pics!!

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  5. SamaraMay 19, 2014 at 5:07 PM

    I love the pictures of your things in your apartment! And I also love the text ;)

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