Been in the new rental apt nearly two months now (!) and spent half of that time out of it due to being sick/ recovering from surgery.
There are only two suites on my floor of the mansion. Lady across the hall is a divorced doctor exactly my age.
She made me dinner tonite. Sweet!
She doesn't have TV and is a huge dance fan. Dropped huge hints about wanting to see So You Think You Can Dance... Well FF is a total addict, so when I get my furniture in we will be having some fun evenings.
Feels weird to be social after life in the high rise.