Glass House

Anthony and I were preparing to move in with my parents. My parents had rented a 'huge apartment' above the NB Museum, and my mom said we should move in with them. Reluctantly we agreed, but we decided not to give our notice until after we'd seen the apartment.

I was waiting in the NB Museum when I saw Geraldine, who I work with. "Do you know where the entrance to the apartments are?" I asked her. She told me that she didn't know that there were apartments. Frustrated, I waited in the lobby for someone to arrive.

Jamie Williams came down the stairs with a giant Christmas tree for the lobby. Since I was waiting, I gave him a hand, moving the gingerbread village out of the way for the tree. We had just finished when my sister came down the stairs. Somewhere between the lobby and the apartment on the third floor, my sister transformed into my mom, because it was my mom that let me into the new place.

It wasn't huge, first off, but I have to admit, it was kind of cool. The apartment was made entirely of glass with mirrors that slid across the windows to make the rooms private. There was a large sunroom that opened up on to the pool, and lots of room. However, the third bedroom, which was to be Anthony and I's, was incredibly small, it wouldn't have fit my bed much less anything else. So, we decided to keep our apartment, but I did find myself wishing we could change all the walls to glass...

posted by Lisa at 8:54 AM |