cursed gifted with an insane sense of smell. I’m talking crazy intense here people. Like woke-me-up-the-other-night-because-I-thought-I-smelled-gas intense. Remember this post?
I know, insane.
One of the perks of working downtown? Getting to stuff my face with an abundance of delicious food!
Happy (belated) National Ice Cream Day!
I live in a two-bedroom one-bathroom 1,100-square-foot condo with my husband. That’s considered fairly roomy in our neighborhood, since the average cost per square foot is $739. We certainly aren’t rolling in the dough and can’t afford to purchase one of the neighborhood’s newer, more spacious, multi-million-dollar units. So we live on the third floor of a vintage walk-up.