Nuff said, right? I'm the new queen of DIY transitional furniture. Of the five major pieces of furniture in my bedroom, 5/5 were
a.) purchased at Target and
b.) put together by yours truly
(not to mention that 3/5 were hauled through the backyard, up the stairs, and into said bedroom by yours truly).
*flexes and frowns charismatically*
New furniture, new apartment, new roommate, new phone, new relationship status (went from "it's complicated" to "business as usual"*), and the beginning of a new year in Richmond.
That's right... I've been here for one year now. One year in Richmond, and counting. Even though I constantly re-evaluate my life and plans, scrapping one grad school idea for another, I'm still fairly settled on the thought of starting work on my Master's next fall here at VCU. I've got a decent niche; it'll do until further notice. I like it here.
I still can't get comfortable committing to anything permanently. Hence, particleboard furniture. I'm still too, like... free spirited...young... unsettled... or whatever... to plunk down some Benjamins on a fancypants mahogany sleigh bed that says HAY WORLD, I'M-A PLOP DOWN RIGHT HERE AND GROW ME SOME ROOTS.
Particleboard. It's a step above Sterilite plastic containers (notthatthere'sanythingwrongwiththemmindyouinfacti'mgonnahangontominecauseyouneverknowwhenthey'llcomeinhandy), and it says "i've got the look of someone who has their stuff together, but i can be easily jettisoned on craigslist for a cool thirty dollars." It's transitional furniture. And I give it a thumbs-up.
*yes, that means "single."
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
2 comments:
Singleness....sometimes it's great and sometimes it sucks. Eh....ya know how it goes. ;) Miss ya! You should take some pics of your new place and furniture. I know I'd enjoy the pics. Ha ha Love ya!
I'm totally torn between growing roots and throwing away everything I own. Half of me wants to make a lot of money, buy nice things, stay in one apartment forever. The other half wants to have a shitty job, a bunch of clothes, and nothing else, so I could move from couch to couch when I get tired of paying $1800 a month for an apartment.
Post a Comment