Nathan's Floor.

It's funny how you can get used to circumstances so easily. My sleeping routine at Nathan's involves dragging the blowup mattress out of the closet, blowing it up with the little machine, arranging blankets, turning on the noisemaker, and negotiating lights out. At some point during the early morning I'm typically awakened by 1) Molly the Cat meowing or jumping on the mattress, 2) trash and/or recycling trucks, 3) a crow that apparently lives outside Nathan's window (the crow is definitely the worst...who knew that crows lived in Seattle? I'd take the seagulls and pigeons over them any day.) Upon awakening I'd look out Nathan's right window that has the shade pulled up about 1/3 of the way (the other is always down), and see the cloudy sky that would usually turn to sun by late morning. I got really used to all that, and now I get to learn another routine at my new place...pretty exciting!