Parking Spot

Funny how the trivial things in life affect us. My apartment only has 10 parking spots. This means that someone has to die before you get a spot.
Well, enough people have passed away....I have a spot.

Didn't actually think it mattered that much, but I guess it is convenient...that is for sure. Nice to not have to hunt around for a spot on the street. This will be especially important on Sunday nights when I come in from the interior.

The only bad thing is I have to fight off the neighbours now...