Time for some Holiday cheer up in here

This is how busy I am at work today.

 

But I'm taking a quick break to say hi.

 

We still have no internet at the new apartment townhouse. I can't believe we live in a townhouse.

 

I started organizing the basement last night. The basement where we basically threw everything to get it out of the main living areas upstairs. The basement where my craft area is going to be. You have no idea how much that excites me.

 

We put up our tree last night. It's lacking something, but I can't figure out what. It's artificial, and not a very full tree, and that makes me sad. It also means I need to buy a nice tree after the holidays when they're on sale.

 

Boyfriend doesn't know it yet but I might set up my smaller tree in the basement. Holiday cheer all over the place.

 

Oh how I love Christmas.

 

We watched Home Alone last night while we set up the tree.

 

I can't wait to do more Christmas shopping on my next pay day.

 

How are all your holiday preparations coming along?

I don't feel like a college kid faking adulthood anymore

Sometimes when I take a look around, it leaves me breathless for a moment. 

I just can't wrap my head around how much life has changed in less than a year. 

Take this apartment, for instance. 

Almost a full year ago, I moved into this apartment, terrified about how I was going to make it on my own. I didn't know how I would get caught up on the bills by myself. I didn't know if I could survive alone with Chloe on so little sleep. I moved in here with the ugliest, free, dirty white couch and love seat that you could ever imagine. So gross, that my mother couldn't wait to buy me sheets to put over them. 

Somehow, I got into my own routine with Chloe. I got caught up on the bills, and still had a decent Christmas. I upgraded my gross off-white couch, to a less gross, free blue couch and chair set. 

I look around the room now, and I'm no longer watching tv on this baby: 

This is my tv:

Except right now it's my bedroom tv. And there's always clothing and clutter in front of it. This photo was taken last night. 

I don't sit on a dirty old couch set. I sit on a pretty couch set, and my apartment looks like adults live here, instead of young college students. 

Yes, these might all be material things, but I look around at it all and it makes me so happy. I'm not struggling to get by. I have nice things. I'm officially an adult. I provide for my baby. I have a place that I'm not embarrassed to bring people to. I look around and I feel like I'm doing something right. I'm not a kid any more. 

I'm a big girl now. 

I'm so happy with how far I've come since last year. 

Was there a moment in your life where you just looked around and felt so happy with how things have changed? 

Packing up to make some new memories

This Saturday I packed the first box. 

Yep, I'm moving yet again. 

It seems I don't stay anywhere for too long. It never seems to be more than a year in one spot. 

We need to move though, for so many reasons. This place is too small, the wiring is too messed up, the people upstairs are way too loud, and in the spring/summer seasons it gets way too humid and moldy in here. 

We may have found the perfect place: a bedroom for each of the girls, a playroom in the basement, a fenced-in backyard and a deck. And lots of room. 

But wow the memories in this place. 

My baby grew up in this place. This is where she first started to crawl, first started to talk, and took her first steps. We've lived here since she was two months old. Oh the changes since we got to this place. 

It's where we had our first Christmas and Easter. It's where we had her first birthday. 

It's where I first met boyfriend. Where he first slept over. Where he first told me he loved me. The first place we lived in together. The place where we celebrated our first birthdays together. So many firsts. 

But I am so excited for this new chapter in our lives.

So needless to say, I was a little bit excited about packing this first box.

Now, for the important question.

If you had a big empty room in the basement (carpeted), would you use it as a playroom to keep toys out of the actual sitting room and messy fingers off the nice furniture? Or would you use it as the adult room and put all the videos games and craft area down there?

Silent Sunday: Rearranging the Furniture Day