So now that January is half way over, that only means one thing: moving time! I've been dreading the actual process of moving for about a month now. I'm not one that enjoys the chaos and mayhem that comes with packing your life away in boxes. Nevertheless, I decided last weekend it was time to bite the bullet and get it over with. I spent a week packing & schlepping small things that would fit in my land rover over to the new place and Saturday with the help of my mom, an amazing aunt and my grandfather, we got all my furniture moved!
The rest of this week I'm moving the rest of my small things, my clothes (which if you've seen the 3 closets in my old place, you know is quite the challenge!), and cleaning in preparation for turning in my keys. Every time I move, I feel like it's the start of a new chapter. With my last move, I was going out on my own, living by myself for the 1st time in a new place. It was my chance to prove I could be self reliant and I think I've done just that. This time, I feel move confident in living on my own, not as scared as I was last time to be by myself. I'm also becoming obsessed with decorating since I have so much space to fill in the new apartment!
I think the biggest accomplishment it this whole thing is me buying my first piece of furniture. I was so proud last Thursday when I went into a showroom, looked around and saw a couch I loved and bought it with my own money and without anyone's opinion. I'm so excited to buy the last few pieces I need to make my new apartment feel like a home!
