I’ve moved into a permanent place, now. Yay. I haven’t had one of those in months.

There is a kitchen. It has plenty of power points. And all of the cupboards in the world. At the moment, there is a singular cupboard with food in it. The tall cupboard, which screams pantry, is currently playing the role of armoire. There’s another filled with tech and music gear. Another is a bookshelf. There’s a bathroom behind the kitchen; and the biggest wardrobe I’ve ever had is on the right (it even has a light. Nice. Now all I need to do is get some coat hangers so I can store clothes in it usefully.)

There is also a wide open plain of space. I have lots of space. It’s a little weird. I think it’s around about 5-600 square feet all together. At the moment, the extent of my furniture is a freestanding hammock.

A freestanding hammock is pretty comfortable for sleeping on. I didn’t fall out or off, and it didn’t collapse. It’s winning all around!

I have a skylight! Because I’m on the top floor (heh. My mailbox is labeled PH1, for penthouse 1). This does also mean I have to walk up the most stairs to get to my place.

And this was sunset last night, as seen from my balcony

Aaaand, from my balcony, I can see a really big tree. It’s pretty nice to be so central but not buildinged in.