Signed the papers, paid the money and now I live in a studio in a massive and cold old house full of spiders and beauty. It's a house I walked past a few times this summer and wondered what it would be like to live in. I will find out.
This is my kitchen:
These are my 12 foot ceilings:
This is a light fixture:
This is on the wall as you enter. Hooray for the 1800s:
My books are lined according to subject on my book shelves. My bed is made and mom put the kitchen in order before she left. Tomorrow I will be excited again, but right now I'm cold and tired and headachy. Mostly I'm glad everything about moving is over for (we hope) a good long while.
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