Growing Up

Since I graduated from college I have moved to a new town, got a job, bought a house, and lived alone for the very first time. Living solo definately has its perks. For instance, right now I have a pile of dirty clothes on the floor in my bedroom AND my bathroom, worn-once clothes draped over my bedframe, and clean clothes in the laundry basket and the dryer... and NOBODY CARES! :) Sure, my toilet float broke and I have to turn the water on and off underneath whenever I need to flush, but hey, you can't have everything lol. Plus I get to be my own handiman.

When I bought my house I slowly started turning it into my home. I painted rooms, hung my favorite pieces of art and decorations, made or bought curtains, got a new queen-sized bed (which is AWESOME! Sooo much better than the twin bed I slept on all through college lol.), built a deck, and put a new roof on my house. Most of my furniture, however, is multi-generational hand-me-downs or was at flee markets or discount stores. The couch that I have in my livingroom now is actually a loveseat that my college roommate let me keep when we all graduated. She got it from her parents, who got it from her aunt and uncle. Seriously. Multigenerational hand-me-down. It has served us all well.

But now, I have my very own real couch! It's not a loveseat. I didn't buy it off of a truck or Big Lots. It is awesome! It has recliners on each end. It is full-length. It is tan microsuede and very comfy. I bought it at a REAL furniture store. Sure, they were going out of business and selling everything at-cost, but STILL! It counts! And I bought it all by myself, without any friend co-shopping support (though I did have to call Kristin to assure me it was a good decision lol).

Man, I must be growing up...