In the Beginning…

A while back, I mentioned that I would eventually tell the story of my first DC apartment.  And finally, here it is!

Once upon a time, there was a “cheap” studio apartment in Foggy Bottom.

The girl who lived there had just graduated from college and moved to the city.

She had rented the apartment sight-unseen.  And had furnished it almost exclusively from Ikea.

In many ways, it was a glorified dorm room:  it was about the same size as her senior-year dorm room had been, it was decorated like a dorm room, and most of the other people who lived in the building were undergrads (There was a window behind the red tapestry-thing–a window that had a wonderful view of the building next door…about a foot away)

But at least she had her own bathroom (pretty sure all the tile and fixtures in there were original to the 1930s or so.  And that window?  Looked out into a ventilation shaft.  Needless to say, I never opened it!)

And her own kitchen (that thing under the counter on the left?  Not a dishwasher–that was the refrigerator.  Every few months I had to take a blow dryer and a kitchen knife to it to melt and chip away at all the ice that built up in the tiny little freezer)

And FYI–the studio apartments in that building in Foggy Bottom are now renting for the same amount (or more) than what I’m paying now for my current apartment.  *facepalm*

So yeah, that was 5 years ago.  I don’t think I have much more counter space in my current kitchen, but I’d say that everything else (from my decorating to the basics of the apartment itself) has improved significantly since then!  🙂


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