Thursday, January 9, 2014

Movin' Out

On Saturday, I officially moved out of "the big city" into "the much smaller city" (they don't really call Pleasantville "the much smaller city"). I say officially because I have essentially been living with Justin for the past few months, just without paying rent (alas) or contributing to buying toilet paper (alas alas). I'm excited and so happy, and not just because this life change gives me the opportunity to sing a particular Billy Joel song every time someone asks me what's going on in my life (but you all just KNOW I am doing that every chance I get). This is my first experience living on my own. Unless you count the one night I lived in a dorm room before I very literally went crying home to my parents. But, no, we're not counting that.

I'm excited about developing a new lifestyle - learning how to manage my time and creativity in this space, finding favorite places in this small town, meeting new people. I've even already done a bit of the latter two. It's been nice to ease myself into this change because, as we all know, I am a fan of little baby steps. And anything that makes the gigantic Jack-and-the-Beanstalk-giant-sized monster step of moving out of my parents' house (dramatics) is quite welcome.

One of the most exciting parts about the move (aside from not being able to see out of my rearview mirror the whole drive up and my desk LITERALLY falling apart piece by piece as we [my parents] carried it into the house) was the prospect of decorating the place. I have to say I was a little worried, though. Buying an apartment together is one thing, but moving into someone else's is different. I was worried there wouldn't be space for me. That this home, that was for so long only Justin's home, would be difficult to transform into our home. It has been an actual joy, and a very easy one at that, making this place feel like my home, too. It has also been an actual joy rivaling Justin's porny movie posters with hand-drawn motivational Tolkien-inspired doodles, let me tell YOU. I'm planning on doing some other posts featuring particular areas of the apartment that I love the most (like my desk nook and our little library) as the place comes together (and as I try to figure out what this blog even is anymore?), so those should be popping up soon. As soon as we vacuum. And as soon as we buy a vacuum. The photo above is a little slice of our living room - including my beloved desk and less than 1/8th of Justin's beloved movies.


  1. Gah! So excited for you! How amazing that you met and just knew.

  2. Congrats! Your space looks wonderfully cozy and I especially love the hanging letters banner. :)

  3. Desk falling apart as your parents brought it in??? Sounds like you've gotten good use out of it. ALL THAT WRITING BECAUESE UR A FANTASTIC WRITER DUH!

    I'm so happy that you are gonna have your own place now--I feel like so much of this post resonated with me, because I have also always lived with someone throughout college in a dorm (and still coming home to my parents on the weekends since I'm a weenie who loves seeing her family weekly). I think you will love being on your own, though, and I wish you all the best in your creative endeavours!

    ALSO AHH I fangirled a little bit when you commented on my artsies, aw aw aw~ your darling comment meant so much to me! It's so nice to hear from you on a place other than the funky facebook (but don't get me wrong, I dig hearing from you there, too) <3 and you are so KIND. I am glad someone can relate to not always being able to find the finish to something... it can be frustrating having to leave something alone for a while without completely changing it, yeah?! > w<


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