At what point in the moving in timeline do you finally live free from cardboard boxes? Asking very much for myself who, at three weeks in, is still surrounded by the little bastards. Empty ones, half-full ones, ones still crammed with stuff I have no idea what to do with. Our local recycling centre is probably sick of seeing our masked-up faces, arms laden with folded cardboard. Who knew we had so much stuff?
A thing I keep reminding myself of, when I'm full of frustration and exhaustion, is how lucky I am to own so many beautiful things. How lucky am I to have a bookcase soon-to-be stuffed with interesting and sentimental reads? How lucky am I to have so many intricate and exquisite pieces of glassware to wash and put away? Gratitude over everything, always. It certainly does the trick when I'm in the kind of head space that cannot see beyond the sea of stuff surrounding me.
Despite the amount of stuff we haven't sorted, we have sorted quite a lot, actually. I'm writing this from the comfort of my own desk, music playing through the Alexa, sunlight streaming through the curtained window. We've got the king-size duvet set up after two weeks of fighting over the double and Sam finally has a bedside table. So allow me to give you the briefest tour of what we have sorted so far...
The first thing we did when we found out our move date was upgrade to a double bed. I'd only had a small double at home which was perfectly fine for my short ass but when your man is 6ft7 you need to accommodate him (I guess). We scoured Facebook Marketplace for weeks until we found this metal Ikea bed for £25. Firstly: hello, what a BARGAIN. Secondly: she pretty! It wasn't the style of bed we were looking for but it's sturdy and pretty enough for now.
My bedside table setup remains unchanged but still fabulous.
At the foot of the bed we set up my bookcase because there's nothing more comforting to me than being surrounded by books. She's adorned with Pokemon plushies and crystals because duh but I also have my Alexa set up here as it diffuses the sound really well. Sam's acoustic guitar is tucked down next to it and I finallyyyy put up my Sighh Mountra! I'm still a little uncertain on the layout but it's good enough for now.
My desk setup is also completely unchanged, although I re-arranged the position of my paintings. Rather than finding it intimidating or egotistical to display my own work, I find it oddly comforting. I work with a lot of the same colours and styles so they're all quite cohesive in a way. Eventually we're going to put some prints up on the walls but I'm going to keep my desk space for my own pieces. It's inspiring! Love your own work! Champion your imperfect brush strokes! Cherish the mistakes! Art liberation front 2021.
Navy cushion: B&M. Pink fluffy cushion: Tesco. Grey fleece throw: Wilko. Pink blanket: Primark.
We were blessed as Sam's parents were getting rid of their huge grey sofa around the time we viewed the flat and our move date coincided with the date their new sofa was arriving. So thus we have a lovely grey fabric sofa with a chaise! It's delightfully comfortable and big enough that we can both snuggle together without fighting for space. I want more pops of colour in the living room, as opposed to the scandi-boho scheme in the bedroom, so we're going with whites and greys with hints of navy, pink and mustard yellow. I've found some incredible art prints online which tie in with the colour scheme so they'll hopefully be going up soon!
Despite all of the tears and exhaustion and complaining, I am so truly grateful to be living with my love. Waking up to him every morning makes it all worth it.
I'm sure I'll share more as we progress, but that's all for now gang. Also: Happy 2021!
[Currently playing: Shut Up by Ariana Grande.]
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