We’re in the thick of packing and moving over here, and it’s just… chaos. I’d almost forgotten just how difficult it is to pack everything that you don’t use every day, and then the rush to throw all the crap in boxes that you do use every day that you haven’t been able to pack until the eleventh hour… eeeehhhh. Life is a mess of boxes and stress right now,...
organize this: shared living spaces
Getting a consensus on how to outfit, organize and use a shared living space can be an interesting process, especially the first time you do it. These last several months of cohabitation have gone well with The Boy and I: when it comes to housekeeping, grocery shopping and other domestic responsibilities, we’ve found a nice little grove of who-does-what-and-how-often, and it’s working for us (hooray!) We seem to have become...
a cat-astrophic addition
After having settled in to our new place and thrown a successful housewarming shindig (a big “thank you!” to our friends who stopped by!), The Boy and I decided we were ready for the NEXT next step in our relationship. The BIG one. That’s right, folks… we got a cat. A kitten, actually. (What, did you think I meant marriage and children? Bahahaha… that’s WAY too adult.) We had been...
home again: movin’ on up, continued
We’ve moved on up (to the Eastside), weeks have passed, boxes have been unpacked, and The Boy and I are now more or less settled in our new place. So far, so good (though SXSW really threw everything into upheaval there for a couple of weeks; sheesh). I’ll be honest, I worried about it for a bit, not because of the gravity of the whole ‘moving in together’ event, but...