True to form, I had a last minute panic about the practicality of living at home with Wee-One, David and our cat, Flaquita while workmen were ripping open my closet and our one full bathroom. This project involves replacing a completely rusted through air-handler and a whole lot of rotted moldy and moldy wood and sheetrock. Dust, mold and difficulty bathing seemed like reason enough to split. Yesterday I found us some swanky digs just a short walk away.
The view from the hallway near the elevator rocks my world. I have always loved water tanks. I think most people who are fond of cityscapes do.