Settled

For the past month, large stacks of boxes and plastic wrap have dominated my apartment. I always had something better to do than unpack and clean (Finals, petitioning, not petitioning, working…etc.) so I never felt fully moved in.¹

And it was annoying.

So this weekend I decided to do something about it:

And yes, I’m sick of Target, Home Depot and Ikea. Neither I or my wallet want to hear from those stores for a while.

My two favorite things are the fuzzy grass-like² carpet:

And these guys, who I got from Wal-Mart:

The bug-eyed stuffed birds bring amuse me. I always mimic their deer-in-the-headlights look when I see them.

My dog however, has not been amused by my decorating and cleaning activities. He’s totally convinced that the vacuum’s sole purpose is to scare him…

…and he’s probably right.³

¹ There was always something I didn’t have yet like oven mits, lamps, power cords, rugs, etc.
² It doesn’t look dirty in real-life. I swear. It just photographs funny.
³ He always runs out of the room or hides in his crate when I start the vac… my downstairs neighbors probably think I’m OCD or something…