My new place

As I mentioned before I really intended to do my due diligence when choosing a place to live in the great state of Colorado.  Instead, I went all impulsive like and leased a place my 

second day.

My job is about 20 miles outside of Denver. It probably would have been wise to live there, or maybe somewhere in the middle.

After spending the last three years in the ruralist of the rural of the country however, I knew I wanted to live downtown more than I wanted a short commute to work so that is what I did.

I have been in my place for a few weeks now and it's pretty great.  I live in a sassy little neighborhood filled with tattoo parlors, bars and great restaurants...and it's phenomenal.

My square footage is about 480...

there is no laundry in my unit, so I have been hitting up the laundromat and washing things in my tub.

....my bathroom smells a little bit like moth balls, my stove currently doesn't work, my rent is insanely high and I could not be happier.

I mean it. I could have found a really nice place in the suburbs I have no doubt, but I adore walking to coffee shops with Fred and traipsing home from the bar at the wee hours of the morning.

I love taking my pup on 98 walks a day going running through the cute streets of my hood and walking to yoga classes.  I pretty much have everything I ever wanted.

I had to buy all new furniture when I arrived so that partnered with the cost of the road trip, 10 nights in a hotel, and a few big bar tabs means I am pretty poor right now.  So poor I can't afford to decorate which is killing me, but I promise to post more pics when I can afford to buy throw pillows and art work for the walls.

before unpacking the first night

enjoying dinner on a storage bin...

I lived sans furniture for a week, once I bought a couch, Fred instantly stole the good spot.

I love my table!