Living in an apartment building has its advantages; it requires less maintenance on behalf of the owner of a flat and it's also usually a lot cheaper than living in a rowhouse or a detached house. Easy and cheap is the only way to go. The apartments in an apartment house usually lack their own yards, but in many cases they have balconies to compensate. As almost all of the work required when owning a yard is quite boring, at least if your a well-known bachelor as I am, a balcony is actually a better thing to have than a yard.
Having a balcony is one thing, furnishing it is another. As the balcony is a place where you really want to have a chill time, all the furnitures should be comfortable and decent looking at the same time. There's no point in having uncomfortable furniture on the balcony, that would be Tonto with a capital T and no Lone Ranger in sight. A balcony should be a place, where suitable clothing is either bathrobe, toga or full frontal nudity.
Here is a picture of my balcony. The floor is covered with mats made of some sort of reed. It is important to have something on the floor, otherwise the floor would be unbearably cold for bare feet and also the balcony would look like a balcony of a drug addict. The chairs are foldable and greenish, which is a good colour for balcony furniture, as it reminds of nature. There is a table on the corner, which belongs to a same set as the chairs. There is also a bed for the dog on the floor, which can also be used as a human bed, when having a hangover and feeling like a human trash.
On the table are my house plants, which are basil and chili. Both are functional plants, as they can be used for cooking. Functional is good, as it is easier to forget to give water to purely decorative house plants. As I don't know that much about decorative house plants, it is better not to obtain any of them. If I would start dating someone, that person would anyway throw the plants away, as she would consider the plants to be morbid. There is also the plant watering thingy on the table, which was cheaper than the next meal of some one, who searches for food from the dumpsters for lifestyle purposes. Fucking hipsters.
As mentioned in the beginning of this text, the keywords for living are cheap and easy, and this goes also for furnishing and decorating a balcony, not forgetting the necessary hedonism when considering the furnitures. Without hedonism there is no bachelor and the lifestyle can also be included into life of some one, who is in a relationship. You can trust me in this one, as I have thorough experience in fucking up relationships.




