|I only have a picture looking down. I don't have any pictures|
of my building from down below looking up!
First of all, I am thankful for the elevator because it means I do not have to climb 9 flights of stairs to get to my apartment. (I only have to climb one. The elevator doesn't stop on every floor so I get out on the 8th floor and climb up to the ninth. I don't know; I didn't design it, I just live here!)
Second, I am thankful for the elevator because it fulfills a childhood dream to live in an apartment building where I have to go up to my apartment in an elevator. I am not kidding! When I was a kid and we watched the Jeffersons, I always secretly wished I lived in a building with an elevator. (We didn't watch it often because we had a limited TV viewing allowance/week and had to rotate between favorite shows.)
In fact, when I was in about second grade, I used my birthday money to buy a Barbie house, the one with the elevator, and I was jealous of Barbie getting to have an elevator.
I was raised in a small town in South Dakota. There are not many buildings with elevators there. I don't know where I thought I was going to live, but maybe I always knew I was not going to live there when I grew up.
Every place I have lived has had great points, but one of top points of this place for me is the elevator.
There I said it. Now you have proof that I am just a little bit wacky!