Planes, Trains, Automobiles, Lights, and...Fridges?

So, as many of you have noticed I haven't posted in a while. We have moved to Douglasville and haven't gotten internet yet. Some people have found out, others haven't anyway it was on the down low. Anyway this is the best apartment for us.
We already feel at home in Douglasville. We are close to everything instead of twenty minutes from the local shops. Instead, everything is off of highway 5 in less than two minutes away. Daniel is five minutes away from work, and I just love the extra square footage. This apartment probably makes me happy because it reminds of homes in St. George, or more like my apartment in St George. Everything in that city is painted tan with white crown molding and dark carpet. I don't why this is the chosen color of the city, but I do why the carpet is dark because you track in all of the red sand and other dirt that makes your feet completely black. I still can remember seeing Jenn's, my best friend at Dixie, feet be completely black and we would have bath parties because she couldn't stand to have her feet be that dirty. I haven't seem to have the same problem with this apartment, but I am on the look out for it.
I just realized that I am meant to be in the South. I went to school at Dixie in the South of Utah. Now here I am in the heart of Dixie, in the real South. I don't think that Southern Utah prepared me for the real South--hmm the ironies continue in my life.
Back to the apartment, Dos loves it because of the extra room too. He now always stretches when he lays out. There are bay like windows that he jumps up on to look out and watch people as they walk their dogs.
Now for the truly bad parts of the apartment, I occasionally hear an airplane while this makes my muscles twitch because I don't want to go work, it doesn't happen that often. We live by the train tracks actually rather far, but it is so noisy when it goes by honking for safety reasons that it is a pain at night. Occasionally we have the rapping car which brings back fond memories of Clayton County--the base can wake you from the deepest sleep. The worst for me is the lights because we have these beautiful windows facing the parking lot; lovely during the day, but awfully bright because of the lights on the garages at night. Our fridge for the first week was making strange noises which is fine except it is so loud when you go to sleep, and am thankful that it has stopped. So I am getting to be crafty and have decided to make curtains to block the light. I know that I can't do anything about the other stuff, but I know I can get rid of that light!