I recently decided that I’m never moving again. And by “recently” I mean yesterday, and by “decided” I mean cried myself to sleep after two very, very long days of packing up & moving multiple loads of boxes, tote bags, garbage bags, furniture, and eventually just random handfuls of things out of our not-so-nice (but very large) old apartment into our very nice (but quite small) new apartment.
The only things that got me through the move were:
A. My cat, who, despite hiding under the bed for the majority of his transition into the Brave New World, still let us scratch his belly in between loads of boxes.
B. My boyfriend, who despite getting on my nerves on day one is a trooper who doesn’t complain about having to carry my oversized suitcases — plural, sorry, Garv — full of hardcover books up three flights of stairs. #BallerStatus
C. This playlist:
And while we are currently living amongst a sea of boxes, I’m already dreaming of what this beautiful new place (marbled bathroom floors! brand new appliances! private balcony!) is going to look like once we’re all done unpacking && building our new furniture. THAT’S RIGHT, we’re getting all DIY up in this bitch. Here’s a small glimpse of inspiration and what’s to come — Let’s call it rustic-gilded bohemian, shall we? That’s what I’m sticking by until a better name comes along. Stay tuned for updates/actual apartment photos once we’ve cleared up some boxes!