my apartment

i've become a pro at moving, or at least i thought i had. i think each move gets harder and harder to unpack since i'm pretty sure i'll move again soon. 

of course s.c. was a huge player in helping me get things unpacked. if only she knew that i was already thinking about where i would live a year later. i <3 you, s.c.!

this place has absolutely no storage whatsoever so we had to improvise, especially in the bathroom. let's just say that if you run out of something in there, prepare to be embarrassed because the thing you need is probably under my bed.

the closet space (which is actually the thing i heard i would have a problem with) is fine especially after i bought a closet rolling rack.

after a week, i am growing to like my neighborhood. it's near the park and there hasn't been a moment i've felt unsafe. the things that bother me is my commute and that there's really not much to do around here. there's no local haunts where i can just go hang out and have good conversation and a stiff drink. so yes, i already know i'm going to move but it may not be far. there are so many cool neighborhoods in bk that i'm just going to take my time this year to find the right place for me and the pups. a place where everybody knows my name. 

xoxo,

p.