It has been absolutely ages since I’ve posted last, but if you’ve read my last blog post, or have been following me on Twitter or Instagram you might have seen that I’ve moved to Denver, Colorado! Yay!
I’ve moved over a dozen times in my twenty-four years, but I’ve never had a place that was just my own. So I’ve realized that I never really appreciated the work that goes into packing, moving, setting up, and figuring out a new place. (Kudos to my parents for moving house so many times with three young children!) I did have help- thank you Dad for driving the Penske truck across the country and moving me in, and thank you Mom for flying out and helping to set me up and the many trips to Ikea- but the whole process has been rather time consuming. With the mountains calling my name and work obligations, making my cute little apartment a home took longer than expected, but I learned a few things.
1. Invest in a box of Band-Aids, a jar of coconut oil, and hand balm before moving to the Mile High City.
2. Everyone in Denver loves dogs.
3. Apparently my love of tea is more of an obsession.
4. Open shelving + pretty canned food = a decorator’s dream.
5. Embrace the unexpected.