the cowboy chair; cautionary notes on free furniture

last summer, whist searching for a place to live, i drove past an apartment building on my lunch break. we didn't end up living there, the apartment isn't the important part (though it is weird to note that we're now living a block away from that place after two moves), the important part is this orange chair.

moving moving

jose & i heard last week that we got an apartment we applied for in SE. this is exciting but also dreadful. exciting because our friend chelsea will be moving in with us (i imagine we'll be something like this), dreadful because i. hate. packing. this is what i have done so far:

wrapped up a smidgen of wall art to prevent scratches. and rather than move on to wrapping my breakables and stuffing them in boxes, i've decided to catalog our mugs. packing will make you do crazy things.

Craigslist Dictionary: What Those Terms REALLY Mean

Cara and I are both very accustomed to spending hours searching Craigslist for the perfect place to live. We're both extremely picky when it comes to the apartments we decide to live in. We moved into our current apartment in August after searching for months for the perfect place. It took us so long to find this place that my mom was convinced that I would be moving back in with her for a spell once I had transferred to Portland. I will admit, we did cut it extremely close. I was packing up my room a few days before official move-out day when I got the call from Cara that we had gotten that cute midcentury apartment in Northwest Portland. Our building was recently bought out, and the new owners really want us to leave so they can remove the cute seafoam green and pink tiling from the kitchen and turn the pantry into a laundry space. We don't have to move, but we are looking and the more ads I click on, the wiser I get about what the renters really mean. I am prepared to pass this information on to you to enlighten and save you hours of clicking on intriguing titles only to find the home of your nightmares under the link.

sorry it had to end like this, little guy.