Monday, February 25, 2013

The one with a table. Finally.

A few pics of the apartment for you blog readers. I finally purchased a dining room table (my last furniture piece to buy!) and it will be delivered on Wednesday. So excited for it to get here. Once I do this, I'll invite the coworkers over for dinner. Couldn't do it previously, as I had no where for anyone to sit!

Also, you'll see in this picture, I need curtains!!! Really bad. Trying to figure out the best design/color for the room. I love how light and airy it feels- so I don't want to get something dark and heavy- but at the same time- I need to get something up quick.

A picture I have NOT posted is of my kitchen. But I would officially call it complete. The walls are decorated, the appliances are in, and I'm back in business! There are a few things I still need to replace (waffle maker, food processor) - but for the most part- it's a complete working kitchen! It feels good to say that.

On a more personal front, life in DC has been good. I still have hard days and I'm getting used to the fact those days will just happen. There will be things I go to grab or use and realize it's not there. Or songs/documents on my home computer that I start to search for...and realize they aren't there. In addition- just trying to find out what 'normal' life will look like here in DC. Normal in Dallas was SOOOO drastically different than normal in Tallahassee. It took major adjusting to. I'm assuming normal in DC will also take adjusting to.

In all of this, I've realized how much I love for things to stay the same. Sure, there will be an ebb and flow to all aspects of our lives, but I love steadiness. Probably why I love Jesus as much as I do: it may be one of the most attractive characteristics about Him. He's constant. Bottom line. I can't say that about too many people, but He is.

In other news, I turn 29 in just over 2 weeks. And as my roommate so lovingly reminded me- that i'm entering my 30th year of life. I never thought of it that way. I kept thinking 30 is NEXT year. But in reality- I'm beginning my 30th year of life. No special plans for my birthday, but if the weather is good, I may take a half day and do some solo sight seeing that I've yet to do much of in the city! The only time I've seen the sights in DC is when I've gone for runs and I just run past them. Speaking of running, I'm running my 2nd half marathon on March 16!!! I'm ready for it to be over with. :-) Is that awful? Ha! I'm tired of training for it and ready to cross the finish line :-)

And last but not least, a few travel plans in the near future:

-Dallas in April
-Florida Keys in May
-Possible Michigan trip in May
-Disney World in July

:-)







Tuesday, February 12, 2013

The one where she's one month in

One month ago, exactly, I drove into Arlington, Virginia and was handed a set of keys to my new apartment. Happy one month in DC to me!

78 days ago, my other apartment in Tallahassee burned down.

78 days in and it's finally becoming a reality.

I've not talked much about how I felt this last week out of fear that I would sound ungrateful for the amount of support I was given in the weeks after the fire. Seriously.
You people are freaking amazing. I still can't get over it.

But I'd not talked much about how I felt. Until last night. When I posted on Facebook.

**Side note: My mom calls me a 'life caster.' I broadcast my life via social media. She says she doesn't mean it as a bad thing- but there are times in which I know it's not good.**

Last night was tough. And I probably shouldn't have posted. But I did. And here's what I wrote:

Buying fresh flowers from street vendor in attempts to make this day better. The only music/docs I had after fire were on my phone. Everything else was on computer which burned. When I synced phone to new computer today- lost pretty much the rest. Can I cry about that?

I know it's not a huge deal-and let's be honest. The only music I'd had on my phone during that time was my Christmas music. All the other music I'd taken off my computer to make room in phone storage. So I'd already lost the majority of my music. But last night was the last bit. And it stunk. And on top of that- I was headed to my apartment which has yet to become 'home.'

Now that I've been in my apartment for a month, I have new furniture with only a few things left to get. That's amazing. And that is thanks to so many of you who made that possible.

The part that wears me out now is decorating.

I'm not one who likes living in an empty shell. And until my place is decorated- their is no warm cozy feeling upon entering my place. And I need warm and cozy STAT. If you ever visited my other apartments- you know that warm and cozy is my thing. Homey. Feels good.

Every time I go look for decor pieces, I think about the things I previously had....and then I think about why I liked them so much! And then I wish I had them again. And there you have it.

I think we all thought making the big purchases would be the hardest for me.

Who knew buying the accent pieces would be the most difficult?! I sure didn't.

So last night, I did stop and buy flowers on my way home. And I made homemade soup.

It will get there. I know.

But some days I'm just really sad that my place burned down.

And I need that to be ok.

Saturday, February 9, 2013

The one where I have a roommate...then I don't....Then I do again!

When I moved to Tallahassee in the Fall of 2011, one of the biggest adjustments I faced was living alone. For all but one year of my then 27 years of life, I'd lived with people; My family for the first 18 years, in the dorms for the next 2 years, and with an assortment of roommates the next 7 years. In the 4 years prior to the move, I'd lived with 6 people. All 6 of those girls are now married (the reason I had to keep finding new roommates) and moving to Tallahassee alone would prove to be a bigger challenge than I'd expected.

I'd like to think growing up as the middle of three girls helped me be a better roommate, but let's be honest. I wasn't the greatest roommate to my sisters. #Whoops. (yes, I just inserted twitter-speak into a blog post.)

Either way, I know a LOT of people who prefer living alone.

And while I DID adjust to living alone in Tallahassee, it wasn't my preferred choice.

So moving to DC with a new roommate whose plan is to be in DC two weeks and Tallahassee two weeks every month, I'd thought I'd just gotten the best of both worlds. Seriously! A roommate half the time and my own place the other half!

Until this weekend.

Moving to DC and having Jaryn here the first 2 weeks reminded me how much I like having a roommate! Life is more fun. It's not as quiet. I have someone to cook for. The apartment stays more clean (accountability, people!). And let's be honest: I prefer sharing a pot of coffee rather than going back for the 3rd (or 4th) cup and realizing I drank it all by myself.

So all that to say....time for the next cup of coffee since no one else is here to drink it.

Bottom line: I like people (and all the drama that comes with them) more than I like living alone.



Monday, February 4, 2013

Things I'm missing tonight:

My nail polish collection...and

The notebook that sat on my piano stand containing songs I'd written and been in the process of writing.

Two wildly different things. Obviously we know which one hurts worse.

But either way, my nails look like crap, hence missing my Essie colors in addition.

:)


Sunday, February 3, 2013

The one where she just might bust out

A common occurrence on my morning commute is hearing a homeless man standing at the top of my metro stop singing loudly while hoping for people to leave money. 

One morning I turned to Jaryn (my roommate) and said "How embarrassed would you be if I stopped and joined in with him?" 

She laughed and responded "I'd keep walking and act like I don't know you." :) I would expect nothing less!

But while driving in my car this weekend (yes, I only get in my car once a week) I had music blaring and was singing at the top of my lungs and realized how much I missed doing that. 

Most mornings of my life as a professional, on my commute to and from work, I would sing in my car. It's just where I can bust a tune. But being I don't do that anymore- I have no place to burst into song!!! (And if you know me- that's kind of a big deal). AND I'm not as comfortable yet in my new office to do so (like I was often found doing in the Tallahassee office). 

So who knows. If you're in DC and arrive at the Farragut West metro stop to hear me joining in with the homeless man, you'll know I just couldn't help myself. Also, don't look for my roommate. She won't be around. :)