So, the good news with the new apartment is that we have a spare room.
The bad news? We have a spare room. That seems to be a catch-all for … all.
We legitimately are/were working obscene hours and couldn’t be fussed with facing the abyss. But now that it’s cold-weather season and all my cardigans, socks, boots, snowboard gear, etc. are buried within, I have to start seriously considering the possibility of facing the monstrosity.
Also, we have friends visiting this winter. And a spare room really should also be a guest room, right?
Sigh. Good thing I’ll have pleeeenty of time this winter since I was only able to get a 10-day ski pass.