Experiences of an American woman who was married to a Serb.

Thursday, March 10, 2011

Found it!

Can't say anything more until the Muz gets back from his business trip and officially approves my choice. Could not sleep last night. But this time for a happy reason. I was dreaming of decorating!

And you know, nobody can obsess over decorating the way an American woman can.

P.S. Yes, it's in Novi Beograd. But the very, very nicest bit right next to the Sava River. With sunlight pouring in from three sides of the stan, no smelly diesel fumes, a green market around the corner, and several friends living close by. Plus, if you look out the windows at night, the twinkling lights of the Blokovi almost look like a city. Squint and it's New York.


Tina said...

Hooray! I am a bit jealous, but good things come to those who wait. Happy decorating!

Anonymous said...

Pics? :D

jeju said...

Congrats! Looking forward to seeing some pics!

Kelly Co said...

I can't wait to read about it! Post photos if you can, I have been reading all of your posts throughout your search!

ana.the.serious.cat said...

Congratulations, obviously it's been quite an adventure. I feel like a busybody but can't resist asking about the kitchen space?

Also, it might be prudent to find a way enquire tactfully about immediate neighbors, the ones directly above you, in particular. Every so often, the neighbors can prove to be the, not so obvious, deal breaker.

Good luck!