I've recently entered into a new relationship. By recently I mean only this last week.

We're at that awkward nervous who knows what will happen stage. Will it last, will it fail miserable right away. We both are excited, but at the same time we are scared nothing will come of it. It seems to work, seems to be a good fit, seems to have potential, but there are limiting factors also.

Yes, my apartment and I have entered a new relationship with each other. I am working to keep it clean and de-cluttered. I haven't left once this last week with dirty dishes in the sink (thats right, new goal, never leave a dirty dish in the sink when I leave). The living room is as clean as it gets (realistically it has cat toys spilling onto the floor, that is a common thing though). The bathroom is organized and things not needed in there were put into the hallway closet. The bookcase was cleaned, organized, dusted and put back into order with several selections eliminated for drop off at the Salvation Army (I have a decent sized pile for them). There are no items out in the living room that belong somewhere else. No small clutter. My bedroom and bedroom closet are tonight's goals. Although my bed is made.

can feel my apartment is nervous, its not used to being treated like this. It wasn't that it didn't like the old ways, just that this way is different. But somehow better. I myself express doubts on my ability to hold my end of the bargain up. Can I come home from work and put things where they belong, and not just drop them by the door. Can I shower and immediately pick up my clothes from the bathroom floor, not leave them for later. Can I make the bed every morning or put laundry away as soon as its clean. Its nerve wrecking, but exciting all at the same time.

Like all new relationships there is the early thrill of it all. But who knows how long it will last. Its is good for now though. I love you apartment. You rock. I hope you feel the same about me.