My New Living Arrangements
Posted on 11 June 2012
This is a photo of one of dozens of boxes I packed Friday night. I was so exhausted and in such a hurry that instead of labeling the box “Living Room,” I automatically started to write “Living Arrangements.”
It somehow seems fitting that I’d make a big change in my own living arrangements less than a year after Living Arrangements was published. Peter and I have become first-time homeowners, a move that probably surprised us more than anyone else. We were very happy apartment dwellers, and while I have a few reservations surrounding home ownership, this somehow felt right. I tend to over analyze and agonize over major decisions, so when something does “just feel right,” I try to go with the flow.
But, of course, buying and moving into a new home takes a tremendous amount of time and energy. I got my first taste of what the coming months would be like the day after we closed and I decided we simply must pull up all the first-floor carpeting to reveal the hardwood floors. Cut to us spending hours and hours scrubbing the 85-year-old floors while making multiple trips per day to Home Depot and trying to figure out what the heck we are doing.
All this hard work will be worth it, and I don’t just mean our gleaming living room floor (all thanks to Peter) because, you guys, this house means I get to have my own writing room. Sure, right now it’s a home base for the cats so they can settle in, but soon it will be all mine. The only time in my life I’ve had a dedicated writing room was when I had a fellowship room in the campus lit house my senior year in college. I almost can’t imagine what it will be to have my own quiet room that I can arrange just as I like and have the physical and mental space to write. And for the times I need to get away in order to get some work done, there’s a cafe just down the street.
I’ll post photos of my writing room (and the house in general) in the coming weeks/months, depending on how long it takes to pull everything together. I might be light on blog posts for the next week as I continue to unpack and work on house stuff, but rest assured that I’ll continue visiting your blogs in the meantime. I’m still here — I’m just drowning in unpacked boxes, cleaning supplies, and tubs of shellac. But I think that’s a good thing. After all, I’m home.