Ask any person who has ever lived with me (especially my college roommates and/or my mother), and you will quickly learn that I was not exactly the cleanest person growing up (or throughout my college days). While I’ve always known HOW to tidy up and the importance of BEING tidy, I’ve just always had a …
***CONFESSION*** Our kitchen table (and all of our kitchen counters, for that matter) are almost always filled with clutter of some kind. After my 50 Weeks to Organized Project back in 2013, I got really good at keeping certain surfaces clean, like the bathroom counter–a major win–and the tops of “decorative surfaces,” like the …
images via Hallmark 1. You have started to refer to the (loud!) university students who recently moved into the complex next to yours as “those dang college kids.” The ironic thing? Your husband says the same thing, even though he is actually still in college as well (albeit in his last semester). 2. You get …
I feel bad for anyone who had to help us move back in June–not only did we have a piano that needed to be moved up a flight of stairs, but we had at least 25-30 boxes of books that had to be hefted up to the new apartment as well. Additionally, some of those …
When I first flew the nest and started out on my own, I somehow came up with the saying that Provo and Ogden were officially the armpits of Utah, a statement that always inevitably offended half of Utahns while simultaneously delighting the other half. This judgment was based loosely on two things: – the …
Although it’s been a bit quiet here around the blog lately, it doesn’t mean we’ve been living life quietly— In fact, I currently have over 1,500 images I need to go through and edit in the next few days (no joke) thanks to the 4th of July weekend, the camping/swimming trip we took with …
I don’t know exactly when it happened, but sometime in the last month, our apartment seems to be almost back to the same square it was in before I started my whole 50 Weeks to Organized ordeal. Okay, maybe that’s a slight exaggeration—it just looks like I’m still in the MIDDLE of my 50 …
We have been living in our current apartment for almost three years now (it will have been three years in about 3 weeks), and here is the sad truth: I’ve kind of hated our apartment almost since day one. At first, my twitterpated newlywed self could easily look past the many indiscretions and blemishes …
