I can be a bit picky when it comes to where I live. I told my husband that I was in love with the Singapore New Futura building that we toured near the end of our hunt for a new residence, and he was pretty pleased that I finally found a place that I could be happy living in. Prior to that, we had been seeing a lot of other places that I did not like at all. I tried to be open minded about our search from the beginning, but nothing else compared to how at home I felt when I found the place that I liked best.
I grew up in a home that had meager furnishings and many things in the house were falling apart. I never felt negatively toward my parents for our living situation because they were doing the best they could with 6 children to feed. However, I did find myself becoming picky when I became an adult because I wanted a nice place to live in. I noticed that all of my siblings feel the same way about the places that they live in now, too. My husband has a more laid back approach, so I did not want to upset him by being very critical openly while we were looking for a place.
At each condominium that we looked at, I found myself viewing everything in each of them with a critical eye. Not enough cabinet space. Poor views when looking out of the windows at the outdoor scenery. Landscaping that was very sparse. Not enough cabinet space and more. However, when we arrived at the New Futura, I felt great about everything about the place indoors and out. We moved in about 30 days later, and I’ve enjoyed living there for the past year.