Yesterday marked another move - my 7th since graduating college in 2003. That is quite a lot of moving. Over the many moves I've consolidated items and chucked unnecessary or cumbersome ones. I've given away couches, end tables and entertainment systems, depending on their ability to fit in my new place. Now the future Mrs. Tension Treatises and I need to start furnishing.
Our new place is a pretty small one-bedroom, which leaves for some creative furnishing. I do think it will help us to live our lives of simplicity.
I stayed there last night and woke up feeling like I was in a dorm. It is an indoor apartment, which for California is rather odd. I got up, faced the disheveled everything in the middle of the living room, ate two cold pieces of pizza over the sink so as not to get pizza sauce on the new white rug (plates are in some box, somewhere), and headed out the door. I feel like the ultimate bachelor, which is a step in the wrong direction since I'm heading quickly toward a life of partnership.
Luckily the bachelor pad will be organized over the course of the next couple of weeks. My fiance is fantastic, helping me move a lot of the things and we have started to plan, discuss, and reel our thoughts about how to set our place up.
Moving...oh how I don't enjoy moving...but I do enjoy settling in and look forward to the new life to come.
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