Spent my weekend moving ino my new apartment. I’m still not completely moved out of the dorm, but just give me a few days.
I’m still frustrated with boxes sitting around and not knowing where to put what and what to do with everything else, but soon enough it’ll be settled, and clean, and well, homey. Less clinical, if nothing else.
But for now I’m just excited to have my bed. And a kitchen. And all of my movies. And my stereo and vinyl. And my cat within the next few days. And no roommates. 
All is well so far. 
Ah, no roommates. Isn’t that such a wonderful thing?