I want to tell you all the story of our apartment. Not the whole story, just as long as we have lived here. The simple version is that the apartment was bough 3.5 years ago. I lived there for a year, my sister lived here the next and we lived together since. You can read the longer version below. If you have better things to do, you can skip to the last paragraph.
I moved into our apartment 3 and a half years ago, summer of 2009. I was moving back to my hometown to attend university here. My parents have always owned a house here that has been rented out as a back-up plan. With two of the three daughters moved out they figured they wouldn’t need such a big home if they had to move back. They therefore sold it to the tenants and bought an apartment close to my fathers parents. The plan was for me to live there with a roommate. The first, and only so far, year I went to uni. I was studying to become a teacher, and had a roommate – whom I didn’t really connect with. She only lived here for a year.
One year later I moved to go to, and live at, college in Oslo. I studied one year of fashion and design as well as some other courses. My older sister had then finished uni in Canada and moved into the apartment. She lived there alone except when I came home, every holiday.
When I was done with college I moved in with my sister. After discussing it for a long time we got a puppy at the end of that summer. Her name is Cosmo and she is a Bichon Havanais. We visited her two-three times before we could take her home. She came from a town about an hours drive from home. We have lived together since.
Out apartment is 83m². It consists of three bedrooms, one bathroom, a kitchen and a combination living/dining room. I found a 3D drawing. It’s not 100% accurate, but it will give you a clue to what it looks like.