moving in

We had some lovely cool days last week, a respite from the oppressive, humid, summer heat.

But, of course, on Saturday when I moved into my new apartment, it came back with a vengeance.

Luckily, this time around there were no stairs involved, it was a a straightforward move from a storage unit to apartment, and I had 6 awesome friends helping me out.

I did learn some valuable lessons from the day:

1. Two dozen donuts is too many for only 7 people
2. So is 4 pizzas.

I've been slowly but surely unpacking and arranging my new environment. My new place has a good amount of space, but far fewer shelves. So, I went shopping for some additional cheap shelves along with the college students who were coming back to school this week.

I realized that I am 30 years old and am still buying furniture that doesn't match and is really suited for dorm life. *sigh*

I can't wait to graduate and get a real job. Then I could, perhaps, get a couch and loveseat that have the same upholstery. And then, if I am lucky, a coffee table with matching end tables to complement the sofas. Maybe even some lamps. And an ottoman.

It's good to have goals.