I'm FINALLY going to have a balcony!

Obviously, this isn't it. Here, we just have a gorgeous example of a balcony in New Mexico.

It may sound silly, but when I started my apartment search I decided that having a balcony would be my priority, followed by parking and price, of course. One company that I had been contacting actually said "Oh! You're the balcony girl." I said, "Yup, that's me!" I ended up looking at 5 apartments total and the last one was the winner, and let me tell you, it has one hell of a balcony. The apartment isn't HUGE, but that's fine with me because I want the balcony space to be where I spend most of my time anyway -- like right now, I could be fixing up a bagel with peanut butter for myself and wheeling my TV out on to my balcony to enjoy my morning. Or, after a long day of work I could bring out some tunes, pop a beer, and put my tired feet up on my balcony!

Another exciting possibility about this place (and also another thing that I am spending way too much time fantasizing about already) is that there is a chance that Tiff and Sarah might be LIVING ACROSS THE STREET FROM ME! I can only begin to describe how much fun (trouble) that would be. Growing up in the country, I missed out on being able to walk to most of my friends' houses and I think that is why I get such a kick out of how a lot of my friends are only a 5-15 minute walk away (in the Tiff & Sarah case possibly only a 15 SECOND walk away). I can already see Tiff trying to cross the street with a blender full of margaritas as I eagerly watch from my balcony.

I try to tell myself not to get too excited... as you can see, that's not working very well.