11:11 PM

I love our new place.
I like coming home.

I hate the multi-colored changing bulb that we inherited as our porch light. I bought a replacement bulb, but I just can't bring myself to change it quite yet.

I like the way the wind bellows and howls and cracks around the house--
A reminder we're being thrust into Fall. I'm excited for Fall and Winter...especially here.

I love how happy Zeke is, with 2 huge bay windows where he settles in to watch the neighborhood go about their day.

I hate that we get birds stuck in our chimney. We've had to chase 3 out now, and a fourth didn't survive. A new chimney screen is on its way. Poor little fuzzlets.

I love the tiled bathroom and my adorable new shower curtain. Mine's more adorable than yours.

I love that I live in a place, for the first time, where my neighbors introduced themselves while we were moving in. It makes me want to be all neighborly and bake them cookies!

I love that we have a place that is inviting, and can fit big groups of friends and family! Come on in and stay for awhile!

I have an abundant dislike of the morning commute to work. Too. Many. Stoplights.

I love that our dining table fits in our kitchen...and we use it all the time...for actual meal consumption!

I love that I'm actually using my own coffeemaker most mornings.

I love proximity to Ballard. I love proximity to 74th Street Ale House. I love proximity to shopping. I love proximity to stuffs in general.

I LOVE not lugging my crap up and down 20 or so death-trap concrete stairs!!!!!!!!!

I like that I wasn't sure what to title this blog post, but I glanced over at the clock and it said 11:11. It made me think instantly of Mariah.

I love that my likes far outweigh my dislikes.

I miss West Seattle in lotsa ways. But I'm not looking back...feels good to be moving on. Um...BEYOND good. And really, it's just a hop, skip, and a jump across that itty bitty Elliot Bay.