Unpacking a house always looks worse before it looks better but things are coming together. As you all know I’m a manic unpacker so I’ve been up at all hours busting down the boxes and rearranging things. My knees feel like I ran a marathon and maybe I have. I’m drinking coffee at the oddest times so that I can stay up even later (or earlier) to get my usual work that I do in the daytime done at night
It’s like a giant tetras game to fit all my dishes into cabinets and craft supplies into closet shelves that do not fit all my usual baskets and storage methods. Stuff is everywhere and it’s driving me crazy, of course. It’s so hard to not want to go out and spend a zillion dollars on more things to make the space perfect.
But perfect is not worth an empty bank account and now that I have a substantial rent payment looming, you can imagine what keeps me up at night. Well, that and the over-consumption of coffee…It’s a constant battle between my inner banker, inner decorator and inner caffeine junkie. But I’m not complaining! It’s a crazy fun place to be.
So I’m really showing you these photos so you can see what a mess it is. That way when I’m done it will be super fun to see the improvement. I’ve actually made a lot of progress since these photos and I’m starting to feel like this place is home.
Look at all those boxes! That’s called CRAZY PROGRESS.
Amazingly I’ve been keeping up with my work deadlines too. My new office is strange. I’m not sure about the temperatures here. It starts out cold in the morning and then heats up pretty quick in the afternoon. It’s perfectly manageable without using the air conditioner if you keep a careful schedule of window opening and closing but I’m not sure I’m going to love having my desk in the afternoon sun come August. We’ll see.
Also, I can’t see Bug out the window as I had hoped. The outside patio wall is too high. All I have to do is stand up and peer over it or take a walk to the kitchen window and look out there but I kind of miss the old house where I could quickly glance up every once in a while and see her playing happily. We’ll work it out.
The neighborhood is also about a thousand times safer here and she’s already made friends with the family across the way but you can never be too safe so we are taking it cautiously. She plays inside most of the morning and then I turn into the frantic window-watcher in the afternoon when the friendly sounds of children outside become too much for her to bear. She seems really happy though. She’s already organized a scooter gang with about four other kids which is kind of awesome.
Here she is putting Pink Kitty down for a nap in our very-much-in-progress bedroom. I have visions of a giant white puffy comforter with big white pillows stacked up at the end like a real bed for a change. I’d love an equally giant print of Paris over the non-existant headboard but we’ll see. I have this amazing print I bought off etsy a long time ago that’s all dreary and gray with the Eiffel Tower off in the distance but after I bought the giant rectangle IKEA frame to fit it, I found out the print was sadly too square and too small. I really should have measured first. Blarg. I see a lot of merchandise returning in my future and I HATE that.
Here is my messy bathroom vanity which is actually all unpacked now. Bug and I gave ourselves pedicures here sitting on the counter with our feet in the sink. I see lots of future girly bonding going on here. Another thing that is weird about this place is there are mirrors everywhere. So along with future merchandise-returning, I also foresee working out. I can’t stand looking at myself all the time and seeing all that flab hanging out. Hopefully the mirrors are motivational and don’t send me into a spiral of self-hate.
I had that happen to me once back in my college days. One day I was a perfectly happy, healthy twenty-something and then I moved into an apartment with one wall that was completely covered by mirrors and a window beaming sunlight in from the side. It was nice until you stared at your body every waking moment and saw every flaw in the light of day. I thought I was so ugly all the time and then one day I moved into a new place with no mirrors and I suddenly became ten pounds more beautiful in my mind. Funny how that works. So I’ll have to be careful with all these vanity mirrors going on.
Back to something that won’t give me a complex: the turquoise wall! It’s a funny thing, so much color in one space. So far I really love it but it’s intense. I can’t wait until I hang all my art on it. But I save that for last because that’s the best part, also the hardest.
Another happy place is our patio. We had breakfast out there yesterday morning and it was so nice. I finally figured out that the cats can’t get out of the patio without jumping six feet (which they can and will figure out eventually, unfortunately) so we let them join us. I really love it out here. I might not have as much room to garden but that just means that what I do garden will just get more attention. I think my plants are going to love it here.
And that pretty much concludes our tour of the half-way unpacked house. As you can see I have a lot more work to do. But I’m getting there!