As an Army wife, I am used to fending for myself. As SuperHub was in-processing and doing all the things required of him upon arrival, I started on the short list of things that are possible to be completed by me. One of those things was to go to the housing office and request housing. There are pros and cons to living on post, and this assignment we didn't have an option.
I was offered a choice of two homes, both part of a strange townhouse system where there is a ground floor unit that sits beneath two two-story duplexes, and then these three homes are attached to 6 more homes of the same plan. Our first choice was a ground floor unit that had two patios. While the patios were nice, and backed to a playground, the house itself was extremely dark, with low ceilings (anything is low after our massive 12 foot ceilings in Cairo!) and the smell of rotting wood in all the closets and cabinets. It felt dank and dark. As soon as I walked through I felt a sinking feeling in my stomach. Would all the housing be like this?
Our second choice was this bright home that backs to the playground with views of green. The cabinetry was new, so it didn't smell like rotting wood. Score! While the house is not an open plan, it flows nicely and I was thrilled to see central air (after our split units in Cairo) and a true American laundry room. We have a glassed in balcony/winter garden that further extends the living room. Looking past the institutional white walls, painfully bright lighting, and laminate flooring, I saw Corian counters and a deep soaking tub.
I could make this a home. It is half the size of our last home, but it is now ours and we will make it work.
I am still working on hanging curtains and putting up pictures, but as soon as I do, I will post photos of the house. Stay tuned next week!