After two full weeks in a hotel room, I have a room of my own.
On Monday night we finally moved our suitcases across town to our home on Via Ponti.
My roommates and I smiled and squealed when our landlord shut the door behind him.
The keys were finally in our hands.
A 3-bedroom on the 3rd floor (or 2nd if you’re a Euro)
My space is perfect---
a big window with a marigold curtain
& a dresser large enough for my year’s wardrobe.
I don't mind that I don’t have a quilt for my bed yet-
I’ll sleep with just a sheet and my bath towel for this week.
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Trishawna, you are such a good blogger--Dad
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