After four years of living in an apartment on a college campus, and seven and a half months of living with my long-suffering brother and sister-in-law and their family, I have moved into my own place!
This is super exciting for me. This is the first place I feel is actually all MINE!
I can paint, I can decorate the walls, I can even garden if I want to! I can really make it my own.
I am the proud renter of a two-bedroom/one bathroom townhouse. It feels large to me....probably because its just me and Lucy, and I don't yet own a couch. And also because I still have half a storage unit full of junk that needs to be placed in my townhouse. But for right now, it feels spacious and amazing!
The kitchen is small but has lots of cabinet space, which absolutely thrills me. Under the stairs is a Harry Potter Cupboard. No lie, a child could literally make it his or her bedroom. An adult can almost stand up in it, however, my friend Angel demonstrated that if an adult tries they will probably hit their head on the light fixture. My nephew Dillon found this closet and remained inside of it the whole while his father and I moved boxes into my place. I opened the door to find him standing on my small ironing board which I quickly hollered at him to get off of, as I heard it creaking under his weight. He looked at me, explaining he thought it was "one of those boards where you go down the snowy mountain on." He meant a snowboard, and I had to give him credit....it did kind of look like a snowboard.
Dillon has claimed the closet as his, and wants to sleep in there. And I didn't have the heart to tell him the next time he visited, it would probably be filled with Christmas decorations, childhood scrapbooks and a vacuum cleaner.
I still have tons of unpacking to do, and household items to buy, but I feel like I am finally an adult. I have my own home.
It's a great feeling!!
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