I try to limit my moving to every two years. I've found that's about my financial and mental limit at each apartment before I get tired of both the complex itself and the raised rent. Last summer was my "move to a new apartment" summer so it felt lost and not well spent. When I wanted to have fun outside or relax or going off to a local beach, I was packing instead. Adding to that, I had a laparoscopy as well as a followup surgery to repair a hernia. What does that add up to? A totally blown summer.
Now that my boyfriend and I are buying a house, it seems like another one of those "lost" summers that I need to make sure doesn't go too far into unpleasant territory. The biggest, nicest difference will be that because we're moving to a house, everything is ours and all the work I'm doing is investing in a place we'll love.
I've been pinteresting for months now (yes, that's a verb) and have a nice collection of ideas for where I'd like to begin with the house. My 3 biggest projects off the bat? Painting the kitchen cupboards white, building a custom entertainment center for the living room, and laying vinyl flooring down in the mudroom/laundry room. Thinking about this house has been my best and worst distraction lately. Having unsolvable medical issues forces you to look for diversions any where you can.
On the bright side for today, my entertainment night will be filled. Our nightly ritual consuming of alcoholic beverages while watching Game of Thrones shall commence. I've been seeing internet-bitchings lately about how the creators of the show are horrible, devil people for changing the story line. At first I was annoyed with the thought of it. Now? Not so much. I view them as separate ways of telling how the story is going/could go. And it's a pleasant thought to know that no bookie can spoil any details for me because they don't know how the show will play out either!
This is a space separate of my house blog. Here is where you'll find a little bit of everything. I'll try to avoid vapid posts - but no promises.