I’m having trouble writing here because it felts a bit stiff and new, you know? Like I only want to present a certain perfect kind of life here, because this whole blog is all new and properly mine (finally no nicole.wordpress.tumblr.etc nonsense!) Except that having a proper dot com makes it seem so real and that’s pressure in its own way.
(plus as anyone who follows me elsewhere on the internet knows, I am not a grown up, since my instagram is mainly filled with cafe chalkboard cat meme illustrations and dudes in Halifax Tourism ads who look like Ryan Gosling)
My first instinct was to make this strictly a food blog, because that had been my goal for a long time, a proper food blog with photos NOT taken with an iPhone! And that part has been working out for me when I need to share a recipe, but during the heat of the summer, even turning on a burner heats my little, un-air conditioned apartment, so I stick with the salads and bowls of fruit and mall sushi. My diet is just too boring to merit writing about.
(I have been eating some AMAZING food and drink prepared by others though. Potato pizza from Atomica in Kingston! Sangria on the patio of Paupers!)
Incidentally, my actual living space is also about to get unfamiliar as I prepare to move in with my boyfriend! To be fair, I’ve spent so much time at his place that it won’t really be an unfamiliar space, but his place is currently such a boy place, piles of empty pizza boxes and all. I hope when I move in that it becomes such an us place, you know? Like, I am not the most girly decorator of all time, but I do have some pictures on my walls and a few guest towels, two things Will is totally lacking in.
Plus his current bedspread is brown (!!!) and shiny (!!) and polyester (!!!). And when I asked him why he bought it, he said, “Eh, it was cheap.” And I totally understand thriftiness! But not when it comes to brown polyester comforters. So that was one of the first things we purchased together: a plain, navy cotton duvet cover.
The other thing is, his pillows are so old and flat that it’s actually disgusting. After months of super uncomfortable sleeps whenever I slept over, I finally bought a pillow just for his place. And then the other night he was like, “You know, when you weren’t here the other night, I slept on your pillow and it was so much more comfortable than mine.” Well duh! It still maintains its shape unlike his flattened ones. Will is definitely one of those big picture people. The little details in life, like pillow age and comfort, he just does not concern himself with those.
This is the first time I’ve ever moved into a place and purposely bought things for it. Usually I’m just very reactive, like, “Oh, I don’t appear to have anywhere to sit, I should remedy that at some point”, but this time it was like moving to an actual grown up apartment, where I made choices about what each room colour would be. So much fun! And so much time spent on pinterest!
(we did survive both an IKEA trip and a Costco trip already, so I’d say we’re pretty well prepared)
So! All that to say that I will probably be writing a lot about the super fun time of decorating our new place. We’ve actually bought most of the stuff we need already (because I am a planner and like to have everything done ahead of time). However, we decided we wouldn’t use any of the new stuff until I officially live there, so it’s currently just taking up space on his bedroom floor. Less than a month until the move date!