All Moved In & No Place To Go


Today for me marks the first “real” day of summer since it’s the first time in over a month that I could sleep in without fear of missing a commitment (or like, you know, work and stuff). This morning I read to chapter five in Divergent (yes, I finally hopped on that particular train) while still in bed as the morning light streamed in through the bedroom window of our new place and as I was surrounded by boxes and mounds of things to be unpacked and sorted.

And you know what I realized?

It’s going to be a great summer.


The top two photos are of the old place, and the third one is dark and mysterious so you can wonder to yourself what our living quarters look like now (since I know these are the questions keeping you up at night).

But seriously friends, this move has been the breath of fresh air that I needed. I never realized how much my lack of motivation to work on personal projects was tied to the old place we lived in–how my lack of energy to clean might have been partly due to the fact that no matter how much I cleaned that place, it just never looked that good, and how my total un-desire to create and develop and imagine might have been directly influenced by the fact that we were living in a place with little light, crazy neighbors, and a lot of problems outside of our direct control.

Our new place is a dream, and I feel like I’ve died and gone to apartment heaven (and for only about $50 more a month!). I can’t wait to spruce the place up and post pictures after we’re all moved in. For the first time in forever (yes, I just quoted that one song from that one movie), I want to develop my pictures and put them up as artwork on the walls and cook gourmet dishes just for the fun of photographing them and actually sit down and watch a movie from beginning to end instead of fretting around the apartment fussing over the constant flow of clutter and dirt and dinginess.

I’m a new woman, folks, and all it took was a move 3 blocks away.

Who knew?

(Oh, and  p.s.–the second half of the blog title is because the new (to us) car we purchased last week is in the shop getting some tune-ups and I couldn’t leave the new apartment even if I wanted to, which I don’t really at the moment.)


Have you ever had your perspective completely changed by a move?

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