Because it was LIFE, and I decided to live it.

Today I had this moment that I thought would take a lot longer to happen.

I had a busy day. Typically, I have to think hard to figure out something to do with my day (currently unemployed until the school year starts with a husband that is currently working 10 hours a day). 

But today was different. Today I had to do laundry, go to the gym, go to an interview,and go grocery shopping all before 2pm. Let me explain why that would be hard for me- doing laundry actually means that I have to leave my house and go to a laundromat, my interview was at 11:30, and I wanted to grocery shop but knew I couldn’t anytime after 1pm just in case I cut close to getting home past 2pm which is when my husband would need the car. I also really wanted to go to the gym.  Continue reading

Apartment Warming Life.

I say “Apartment Warming Life” because my life has literally consisted of fixing up this new little apartment every day. There are a few things I’ve learned in the process:

1. Bed Bath and Beyond is the worst store to try to push a cart through (I may have hit into people/ objects more than a few times).

2. HomeGoods is one of God’s greatest creations in the apartment/ home realm. I got some of the cutest things there (and will most likely continue to), and will include pictures of them.

3. Redecorating and reorganizing hurts my back. Ouch. 

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Home.

It has been just over one week since we’ve moved, our apartment is (almost) set up completely, and most days I don’t even know what I feel!

Moving is a strange thing- leaving everything you know for this brand new place- it’s all exciting and at the same time it feels like your being ripped away from what you love, and put in this position where you really can’t get back to it, at least not on a regular basis. At least that’s what it feels like for me.

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On boxes and change (a first post).

There are boxes everywhere and the place looks a bit unlivable. That’s probably pretty dramatic, and one of those “first world problems” type of phrases, because in reality, it’s probably not that bad. But to me, it’s a true mess, and I’m not your typical neat freak.

I guess there is just something about a room full of boxes that makes a room feel so un-homey. So cold. And at times, these past few days have felt like that. Like I’m living in the only place that I’ve ever belonged, but I don’t actually belong anymore. I am in transition. Change is happening. Continue reading