The happiest


You guys should see my new apartment. Really, you should. Unfortunately, my camera is out of commission, since I dropped it when I was in Seattle a few weeks back. And just like that, with a tiny crack, all of my road video dreams came to a screeching halt. I had grand plans of giving you a virtual video tour, but that will have to wait until I score a cash cow of a job, and have expendable income galore to get a new camera.

I will have to use words.

If you were to come to my house (MY HOUSE AAAAAAGGH!) this morning, this is what you would find.

– A 1940’s, one-story brick building on Music Row. Eight units in a U-shape around a little courtyard. Two steps leading up to my own front door. A porch light, and a curlicue number to mark it as mine.

– A tiny living room with refinished hardwood floors, furnished with my 1950’s vintage floral chair, and my grandmother’s copper-doored cabinet. And that is all. And will be all, for awhile. Today, the sun shines through the big windows and hits me as I type this.

– A huge kitchen, with a dishwasher and plenty of space for a kitchen table, but no immediate promise of a kitchen table. Very few (and very impractical) dishes grace the brand new cabinets. There is a baby-sized gas stove that freaks me out, and I don’t want to use it. I might have to get a hot-plate to cook my daily egg, because carbon monoxide is not something that I want to deal with.

– An old-school bathroom with peach and black tile on the floor and on the walls. It’s amazing – I love it. A shower with fire-hose-strength water pressure. A full-length mirror already mounted on the door – it’s the little things that I adore.

– A strong and free wireless signal. This is too good to be true.

– Two good-sized closets, now housing my clothes. Hung in order by color. Just like I have dreamed about every day since last June, when I moved out of my Seattle apartment.

– A little bedroom with a sleeping bag on the floor, which is where I woke up this morning. And I opened my eyes and looked around and thought, “This is one of the happiest days of my life.” I set out to move to Nashville and get my own place. And I’ve done it. No matter how long this lasts, and what kind of job I wind up getting, and how many weeks/months/years I decide to stay here… I did it.

That’s money in the bank.



  1. Christina on February 10, 2008 at 11:58 AM

    Ahhh! I can’t wait to see it. I’ll bring my sleeping bag :)

  2. Anonymous on February 10, 2008 at 12:08 PM

    Congrats Annie! Sounds PERFECT!

  3. Laura on February 10, 2008 at 2:02 PM

    Your new little apartment sounds so nice! Sorry about your camara :(

  4. graham r on February 10, 2008 at 2:17 PM

    you’re stealing internet?!? ANNIE PARSONS. and you call yourself a christian.

    you did do it! congratulations girl. you’re on a beautiful adventure… may it last and last and last.

  5. Rebekah on February 10, 2008 at 2:33 PM

    congratulations annie!
    a trip to nash-vegas may be in order…. :)

  6. Mary on February 10, 2008 at 4:25 PM

    LOVER!!! Your descriptions are fabulous! I can see it all in my head right now, right down the tile. I’m SO happy for you. Can’t wait to see it.

  7. Sally on February 10, 2008 at 4:52 PM

    It sounds wonderful. The further west a person goes… the newer the buildings are… and the less character they seem to have. It sounds like your place has HEAPS of great character. Congrats.

  8. breepick on February 10, 2008 at 7:26 PM

    YAY!! Congrats, Annie!

  9. Sarah Kate on February 10, 2008 at 7:42 PM

    Now you can add “bed” to the list. I hope it suits you well.

  10. MarijkeJane on February 10, 2008 at 8:42 PM

    Congratulations! It sounds wonderful… :)
    My offer for a housewarming gift still stands…

  11. Nicolas Frisby on February 10, 2008 at 10:31 PM

    Your egg habits worry me.

    “In most cases, the body can synthesize all the cholesterol it needs. Any dietary contribution of cholesterol is unwelcome, says the American Heart Association, since an excess in the blood will foster the development of the fatty plaques that can eventually clog arteries and provoke a heart attack.”



  12. Sarah on February 10, 2008 at 11:18 PM


    someday when i have another weekend off. i am going to use all my weekends off to visit you. bahahaha.

  13. RJTrue on February 11, 2008 at 8:29 PM

    I continue to think you are terrific. Congrats on the new place!

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