decorating, non-recipe posts

And now I’m 27!

Oh my, I certainly didn’t intend to disappear from this little corner of the internet. In fact, I had all these grandiose plans about blogging about the move and organizing and all that jazz. But then instead I was my sister’s maid of honour, moved in with Will and changed my work hours all within the course of three weeks. So I was a bit stressed. And when I’m stressed, I go into what my mom calls hibernation mode, which is what happens when you’re so stressed about everything going on that the minute you have any down time, your brain is like, “Nope, shut it down” and you start going to bed at 9 pm. Which was probably especially fun for Will, who’d pictured moving in with a fun girlfriend, and instead moved in with a cranky, perpetually exhausted bear.

Speaking of bears, and my birthday, I always feel like birthdays are a time of reflection. And what I’ve been reflecting on lately is that I need to stop being so darn hard on myself. In fact, that might be my number one resolution for the next year.

This is inspired by one of my favourite Stephen Fry quotes: “A bear doesn’t go to sleep thinking ‘I wasn’t really a very good bear today.’ They are just 100% bear, whereas human beings feel we’re not 100% human, that we’re always letting ourselves down. We’re constantly striving towards something, to some fulfilment”

I would like to go to bed each night and not think, “I haven’t been a very good human lately.” I am the kind of person who will beat themselves up for any and all of the following: leaving my dishes in the sink too long. Not calling my mom enough. Dressing like a slob for too many days in a row. Bickering with my boyfriend. Not cooking enough. Not eating enough vegetables. Not blogging enough. Forgetting to take pictures of events. Accidentally ignoring a text or email from someone for a day or two.
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So along with this new promise to be kinder to myself, is a promise to be better at self care. Last Wednesday night was a perfect example. I’d gone over to my old apartment after work to help clean before the final inspection, and hadn’t gotten home until 8 pm. Will was out with a friend, and I was going to make myself some kind of sad person meal like Kraft dinner or frozen pizza, but I was like, “I can do better than that!” So I made mac and cheese and garlic fried green beans. And they were delicious.

I know I’ve already posted here about my love of planning, and I think the real issue is that lately I’ve been swinging a wee bit too much into the over planning aspect of my personality. I always mentally mocked people who scheduled down time, but it looks like I might have to be one of them, at least for a little while.

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After all, it only took me fifteen minutes to go from boxes to books, so maybe I should aim for more time snoozing in our comfy navy bed (I even scored an HBC blanket on sale to complete the look!).



Uncomfortably New Spaces

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.

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(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.

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(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!

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(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!