Pack It Up

We're moving this weekend and in my free time (yeah, right!) I've been thinking about what I will miss about this apartment.  The list is short- our dining area and the board over my sink, both of which I kinda made "me."  I wonder if the difference in using and appreciating a space relates to how much of yourself you put into it.

Messy Apartment

Have you been on a virtual house tour before?  The ones with the pillows on the couch placed just so and the not half-dead plants?  Well, this is not that.  If I wait until things look like that you will never get to see anything because it's just not going to happen.  This isn't Pinterest, y'all, this is real life.  I've tried to cute things up, but I still have a lot to work on.  In the words of my daddy, "I ain't but one (wo)man and I can't do but one (wo)man's job."  Tired of waiting, I just grabbed the camera after nap time today and took a few quick pictures because you have to start somewhere, right?  

Here we are, come on in!

As soon as you step in the door to your right you see our living room.

To your left you see the dining room/kitchen.  And Mayhem.

Living room again.

This is my kitchen.  And laundry.

Y'all, if you have a dishwasher go kiss it.  Right now!  That thing is a luxury and you better appreciate it.  I've been asked if I'm cooking less since I have to hand wash everything and no, I'm cooking just as much, I've just really reallllly pared down the things I use.  3 plates, 3 bowls, 3 glasses.  No point in any more unless I have a party or something, which really isn't likely.

The stove is from the 70s.  It's a HotPoint which is the kind we took out of our house when we remodeled.  It must be a good one since it's still going.  Needs recalibrating though because it is HOT! I have no idea how to do that.  It's a pretty basic model, no timer, no window, just the knobs to turn it on.

Like my "H" world book and NatGeo wallpaper?  I just ripped 'em and taped 'em up.

Mayhem again, eating his snack.  My ironing piling up on the chairs.  Christmas books we haven't read and such on top of the freezer.  Our portable home office temporarily residing on the table.

If you look straight ahead from the door you're looking down the hall to the bedrooms, bathroom, and the rug I'm giving to my sister Haley.

Mayhem's room, as close as I can get it to his old room.

The closet doors are ordered they say.  Please hurry!  My eyeballs are suffering!

Bathroom, obviously.

Sink, cabinet, mirror.

Toilet shot!

Mine and Boots' bedroom.  I have intentions to make a headboard after Christmas when things settle back down.

Basket of blankets, Christmas stuff, boxes of books that need going through.

Looking toward our closet and the door.

Oh, yeah.  My curtain rod fell off the wall the other day.  Almost a week ago.  Really need to get on that.  But I'm sick, y'all!  I've got the bronchitis and an infection.  Went to the doctor yesterday (first time in 4.5 years), 3 shots, antibiotics, cough syrup.  Mayhem is not a good nurse.  He refuses to let me sit with a blanket.  I can't figure out what he's yelling while he's pulling it off of me.

Looking back up the hall towards the door.

Our closet.  It's pretty big.  I've got the dining room table, 6 chairs, and the china cabinet packed in there.  Our clothes really need organizing.  Everything is just throwed in there and lucky to even be hanging.

That's it!  Thanks for looking!

Got any suggestions for living in a small space?  Or do you know somebody that lives in the state of Alabama that might want an alarm system?  Ours is still in our old house and I don't like paying for something I'm not using.  Really gotta get that thing moved.

Moving/Moved

Two weeks ago we moved.

I bounced out of bed for the last time in our house that was no longer really our house and tried to hold myself down quietly while Boots and Mayhem slept.

It drizzled rain and I feared we wouldn't be able to get anything done besides pack all our worldly goods in boxes and wait for it to dry out while simultaneously unpacking things we needed while we were stalled.

The preacher called to tell me that he was praying for us because he knew this would be a hard week for us and to tell us he loved us.  I cried when we hung up.  I cried that last Sunday night at church all over everybody I got ahold of, too.  I'm pretty sure people thought I was cracking up, but I love my church and I am really sad to leave them.

We were able to move though.  We got 80% of everything packed in a cattle trailer and loaded on a trailer, hauled down the road, and unloaded all in the same incredibly long, stressful day.

Frank escaped outside through all the doors standing open and hid so we had to go back for him the next day.  When I say we I mean Boots, and he got clawed up one side and down the other for his trouble!

The next day Mayhem and I promptly came down with severe sinus congestion so unpacking was pretty difficult and Halloween was barely thought of since he had a fever for about 12 hours at one point.  The best we could do was cough and sniff while he pranced around in his little costume for a few hours.

Blame it on the dust, hormones, exhaustion, hunger, and being physically uprooted, but I was weepy over everything it seemed.  I fell to pieces seeing pictures of not my house anymore with someone else's things in it.  The way I was crying you'd think we were forced to move and hadn't wanted this to happen!

I was out of my element for a few days with a not yet functioning for me kitchen and being unable to find my dishes much less use them.  The hot water heater takes its job seriously and determined to scald me past the point of being sanitary.  Good thing I was the guinea pig that took the first bath, right?

Things are going well so far though and we are comfortable and happy.  I've got all the boxes unpacked and have been doing lots of organizing so maybe I will share pictures of this place soon.