My mom is looking for a house to move into. I want to help her and project my design aesthetic of bright airy rooms with large windows, winding corridors and various nooks and crannies to hide out in into her choices, but chances are I am not going to be living with her.
She has even downsized her options from 4 bedrooms (one for each of us and her) to 3 bedrooms for just her and my brothers.
I really want to move so I have a solid concrete reason to get rid of all the shit that I have. Almost everything I own is unnecessary, but I'm a bit of a pack rat.
(I guess you can sort of see this conflict in personality - the desire for bright, clean, airy rooms and my tendency to hoard junk - in the pictures I posted..)
Also the thought of having a brand new house empty of stuff to start over with is soooo appealing to me. The house we're in now is a complete disaster, and I want to say that when my brothers move out, my dad and I will go and clean shit out, but it probably won't happen.
So that's is what's happening right now.
A little bit of a life update; I had my first shift at H&M today (well, not really a shift, but orientation). It's weird working in a big store again. Folding doesn't require a board, and sizing things is considered a waste of time. I could get used to this.
I was escorted out of Madison Pub by security on Friday night where I spent the whole night sitting on the front steps and throwing up, so this is a warning to all you who like to have parties and go out drinking on the town for your birthdays. I cannot go to the Madison again. Sorry.
Aaand I just spent 52.00 on a ticket to go see Fleet Foxes at Massey Hall on my own. I am sitting in row A seat #2 on the left side, so I probably won't be able to see shit. But hey, at least I'll be able to hear? (I'm right by a speaker, so I'll need ear plugs I guess.)