As of the last paper-signing session this afternoon, we have officially sold our apartment. It feels like a huge relief and a great success, as I'm sure you can imagine, and not just because we can catch our breath from constant thoughts of real estate. No, not just that. See, one of The Swede's worst burdens is about to be lifted. We will soon be moving into a home with doors. Sure, we've had one on the bathroom this whole time, but I can't sleep in the bathroom while The Swede watches late-night television and I can't Skype in there when there's a sporting event on that cannot be interrupted. Our new floorplan, however, will be much more conducive to my outrageous sleep schedule and his undisturbed sports viewing. It's just too bad it didn't happen in time for the skiing world championship that will be going on for the next several days.
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