There comes a time when "home" starts feeling a little tight around the seams. That dream apartment whose endless rooms of empty space you walked through a few years has somehow grown enough sticks of furniture, coffee table books, and electrical appliances to fill a house. And when you start bruising yourself on dresser corners on your way to open a window and bend down to get something out of a kitchen cabinet only to find yourself sitting on the hot oven door your husband just opened, a little voice inside tells you that it's that time again.
So you scour seloger.com and pap.fr in search of your next appartement de rĂªve.
What will it take this time? An extra chambre, so your desk and dining room table don't have to share a room anymore? Or a separate salle de bains and salle d'eau, so taking a shower no longer means taking a number? A balcony would be nice, too--no more repotting flowers in the bathtub. . . and maybe a view of something other than the apartment building across the courtyard, though people-watching can be pretty fun. . .
Chris Noth and Sarah Jessica Parker as Mr. Big and Carrie Bradshaw. [Online image] 2008.