One Room at a Time

Things are coming together. This weekend we continued our battle against the box. We now have a dinning room and as it is the room you first enter into the apartment having it come together has done a lot for our sanity.

This weekend was beautiful so my guy spent a good portion of it doing his best to clear out the back porch from the previous tenants crazy plantings and such. We also battled a good 60 lbs of laundry to the laundry mat. Thank goodness we have a car!! and I have a strong guy.I don't think I have done that much laundry in one big batch since my college days.

So we are now clean and have a lovely dinning room and bedroom (I have pictures of that too but it is on the other camera so you will all have to wait)

Next up the living room.

New Living Arrangement

This is my life right now. We moved in last Saturday post blizzard and my guy had to leave for a trip on Monday so i have been roughing it for the last few days. It isn't too bad. A couple nights ago I dug around and found some key items: a plate, a bowl, a small pot and my underwear. We are sleeping in the dinning room right now and the bed is my safe haven and really only surface to sit on.

This weekend we are hoping to get a rug for the bedroom so we can move the bed into there- I think it will give us a much needed sense of normalcy.

We've Moved

Well we are sleeping in the living room and our headboard is boxes. I have a make shift nightstand of more boxes and I am lucky I can get dressed in the morning to get to work but we have moved. All of our stuff (and how did we get so much?) is all in one place! We now live in a cardboard box paradise.
I would send pictures but I seem to have packed the cord to the camera so for now you must all trust me when I say we have moved and there is now a mountain of boxes. I am thinking of never unpacking- it takes too much energy to pack and if we ever move again, which I assume we will at some point it seems better that we just leave it all this way.

Mr. Ezra Has a New Coat

Here is the lovely Mr. Ezra sporting his new baby surprise jacket. I clearly finished it just in time. I think he looks quite dapper.

This is my Life on Moving

Most folks will tell you I hate chaos- and so why is it that my living room looks like this?
Well 4 wisdom teeth, one fixer upper apartment and February being a darn short month later and this is what my life has come to.
The new place is taking shape. Yesterday we had some great help from the lovely Michelle (AKA the tooth fairy). She was a master painter and cheerleader.
Thankfully today more of the cavalry is coming in the form of my good friend Mary, who short of you all seeing this photo is one of the few people I would let see my life like this. She helped us to move in so it seems right that she help us move out. I am at that packing point where I don't know which way is up anymore and I can't figure out what to do next so I find myself going from room to room. I think a pair of fresh eyes and hands is just what we need.

Still Standing

Four teeth gone and I am still standing, I may be leaning a bit more but still upright. My lovely friend Michelle played tooth fairy to me and came over and took care of me post surgery while my guy worked on the apartment. It is all a bit hazy but I am confident saying Michelle rocks.
Somehow I managed to go to the new place yesterday and help tape the drywall that was put up. Taping while on pain killers is a very interesting experience. Not my best work but hey it is the closet- right? Please agree here because I need the affirmation of non perfection. We are in the home stretch at that place where we can't actually imagine being out of our old place and into the new in two weeks. We are dividing and conquering the work. My guy is making the new place livable while i am in charge of making the old place loose all charm and unlivable by packing everything.
I know somehow in two weeks we will move but it is really hard to imagine.

Problem

When this here girl is moving and getting all four of her wisdom teeth out tomorrow she needs to worry knit.
Now said girl was smart enough not to pack her project or extra yarn but greatly underestimated the amount of worry knitting that was going to happen. Hence said girl needs to wined more yarn and the ball winder if packed away and the skeins are big, real big. That is a lot of hand winding.