Goodbye and Good Riddance.

Dave and I were working on this list yesterday. We would like to say goodbye to the following:

- Crying baby across the hall

- Bad cooking smells

- Fire alarms (at least one a week)

- Groove on Grove

- The moldy smell that came out of the HVAC unit

- The drain that was always clogged

- People who think it is a good idea to cook popcorn in tupperware in their stove (see the note about fire alarms)

- The constantly broken elevators

- Black dust

- The friday night DJ at the market outside of our apartment building

- Car alarms (all night long)

- $200/month parking garage

- Holland Tunnel

- Non-refundable deposits

- People that don't know how to sort their recycling

I'm sure there are more, but this seems to about sum it up.

We drove to Jersey City early yesterday morning to finish cleaning our old apartment. We were there a total of 3 hours, scrubbed everything up and down, and closed the door forever. It felt so good to hand those keys over the doorman. We also moved everything out our storage space, and hopefully closed out that account.

We will officially never have to make that drive again. Horrah!

It's so nice to feel like that part of our lives is over and done with. We can completely move on, and we have nothing hanging over our heads.

Also, I can't wait to get that security deposit check in the mail!

Band of Horses | Part One

This is where the name of this blog comes from . . . it's a pretty song.

GP Kind of Day

EXHAUSTION

I am, to say the least, exhausted. I have been going into work early for the last few days. My normal schedule should be 7:00 - 4:00, but lately it is more like 6:00 - 3:00, or even worse 5:30 (AM!). In order to get to work at 5:30 in the morning I need to leave the house before 5:00. This means I have to wake up around 4:15, and I don't like this one bit.

It takes every ounce of effort I have in my tired, little body not to fall asleep immediately upon returning home. I hit the sofa and I'm gone. I feel like all I do is work and sleep, and that's a bad habit to get into. I need to find ways of motivating myself post-work without assistance from caffeine.

Today I managed to actually be a little productive - I hung some things around the apartment, sifted through the few remaining boxes that are still taped up, and assessed the dinner situation. The situation being that I don't feel much like cooking.

I am hoping I can at least stay awake until Dave gets home . . .

I Die

I was starting to feel like Alexander Wang was a bit of a one trick pony, but this S/S10 collection is so good! I want it all. The football inspired clothing and the patchwork leopard wedges are killing me.

I will gladly accept donations from this collection.

Half Way There

Well, we are almost completely done unpacking.

Now we are just trying to figure out where to put everything. There are piles of paintings, photographs, and tchotchkes everywhere, and I'm still not sure that the furniture is all in the right place. Due to my indecision there has been a lot of decorating, undecorating, and then redecorating happening.

Here are the rooms that are the furthest along:

Dining Room:

Foyer:
Living Room:
Living Room, again:

Today I slammed my head on the edge of the door for the built in china cabinet. I have a big bump, and now Dave won't let me lay down.

Oh, the trials and tribulations of moving . . .

Sad, but true.

Christmas Wish List

In case you were wondering what I wanted for Christmas, you can start with this:

This is a poster made by Richard Perez of Skinny Ships. It is literally everything that I like.

Also on my wish list: some thigh high boots from Chloe (a steal at $1200), a leopard print Marc by Marc trench, a clear acrylic console table from CB2, and some CDs. I aim really high with these gifts.

You better get started now, folks.

Oh, Also . . .

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MOM!

6 am Tree Trimming

Well, I woke up at 4:45 this morning so that I could get to work by 6:00am for tree trimming. I wish I had actually done tree trimming, but it was more like unpacking boxes and boxes of glittery ornaments all morning. I didn't mind doing this, but it makes it awfully difficult to want to come home and unpack boxes and clean when that is what I have been doing all day.

On a side note: Starbucks needs to open earlier. 6:00am does not cut it.

These little guys are my personal favorites for this holiday season: