Well, now I’ve done it. I can never leave our apartment again. Well, I guess I could if I were going to walk somewhere close, but that’s about it, until we get to move into our house, of course. You see, I did a good thing today. I was so proud of myself! It was an accomplishment that apartment dwellers dream of often, but dare not even hope to see in their lifetime.
A little background first: Our apartment has long interior hallways to get to the apartments rather than exterior stairwells, as most newer apartment buildings have. This means that all three floors of apartments in our building access the available parking through just two doors, one at each end of the building. That means if you aren’t lucky, you can get stuck parking on the back side of the building and having to walk clear around the building to get to a stairwell, and then backtrack around back to where you apartment once you’re inside.
This afternoon, after being out for a couple hours running errands, I did it! I got the parking place right in front of the door! Yea for me! It now takes me just fours steps to reach the security door and be on my way inside the building to the apartment. I was so proud! I felt so competent! Then, it hit me; I can’t ever leave the apartment again. If I do, I’ll lose the premium parking spot. I can’t do that! Not after five weeks of working toward this!
This all brought me to the realization; maybe the premium spot isn’t so premium after all. I mean, now that I have the spot I can’t leave, because I’ll lose it. Since I won’t be using the car, it might as well be parked on the next block over, so the parking spot is useless, meaning it’s not premium after all, which means I can go ahead and drive, since it’s not a great parking spot to lose anyway, except that now I won’t be having to walk a long way outside to get to the car, which means it’s a great spot, so I better not drive and lose it… Oh dear…