Cleaning and dust

One thing I've noticed about the new apartment is the dust. Here there's very little, even with the doors and windows open, and it's all a light-grey dry powdery stuff. The old apartment always had lots and lots of a nasty black stuff that accumulated fast. In a week it'd be as if I hadn't cleaned at all. And this stuff wasn't dry, it was kind of oily and adhered to things so you needed soap or a cleaner to get it off (plain water just pushed it around and made a mess). I thought it was carbon from cars in the city, but down here I'm right beside a fairly major road and I'm not seeing any of it. Makes me wonder more about the building I was in.

It's quiet. Too quiet.

That pretty much sums it up. The place isn't quite mine yet, if that makes sense. The apartment's bigger than the old place, I'm kind of rattling around. And I haven't quite settled in yet. Everything's not quite where I'd've put it, it'll take a bit to get to where everything's natural to me. Feels weird. But I'll manage. A week or two and the place'll be mine.

Now I just need to get slippers that aren't too long that I can actually get over my heel at the same time.