An Apartment Daydream

So, maybe it's just me, or maybe it's just the seemingly constant flux of living situations over the last year (Lincoln, Oslo, Copenhagen, Tallinn, Florence, soon to be Parma), but I've gotten into the habit of 'search daydreaming.' This is when I search for various notions that pop into my head, whether it be another exciting masters program, jobs I'm either unqualified for or can't apply for anyway because, well, I'm in Europe, or, as is the case this evening (as the result of a long overdue visit to Fastweb) pretty apartments advertised by vacancy.com. Yes, I who currently live out of a suitcase, dream of some day actually remaining in the same residence long enough to justify owning my own furniture (what a crazy concept!). So I went in search of my perfect apartment.

But, where to look? Well, ever since I moved to Omaha for college, I have had this odd love affair with Bellevue. Maybe because it seemed less intimidating than its large, northern neighbor, but more likely because it would mean shaving 20 minutes off of my drive home to mom. Also, they have a Gordmans.

I found two likely choices – the first, a studio at Fontenelle Hills Apartments. It's got a 'nearness to nature' vibe going on, which was obviously a plus (especially after living in so many cities; I haven't seen a proper night sky since my Nebraska Christmas!). More importantly, it has a loft. Which, I would rename My Mezzanine, of course, whether it actually was one or not.

http://www.vacancy.com/nebraska/bellevue-apartments/fontenelle-hills-apartments/property-floorplans

Unfortnately for My Mezzanine dreams, Fontenelle Hills was narrowly beat out by Pavilion at Twin Creek:

http://www.vacancy.com/nebraska/bellevue-apartments/pavilion-at-twin-creek/property-floorplans

What put it over the top? Well, for starters, they provide names for their apartment types, saving me some of the effort of coming up with clever names on my own. I mean really, where would you rather live, a one-bedroom apartment, or The Bungalow?

And look at the floor plan! It's not just a walk-in closet, but a walk-through closet, one that I would be able to fill to my heart's content once my life is no longer bound by a 50-pound weight limit. I can see my bright green walls decorated in inspirational quotes (along the lines of Live, Laugh, Love) written in ornate cursive. And the green walls could provide inspiration of their own – like an all green party, where everyone must wear green and eat greens (and make sweets with green food coloring, because what's a Jenny party without a heinous amount of sugar?).

I can toss my dirty clothes straight into my full size washer; tell myself that I will visit the 24-hour gym daily; jump over to Twin Creek theater to catch the latest chick flick; and, when I'm missing momma, hop on Kennedy Freeway and be back home within the hour – traffic permitting.

Alright, mini-daydream over. Time to return to my oh-so-dull life of studying Italian in Florence, Italy. Ciao, ciao, ciao, buonasera, and good night!