Friday, November 18, 2011

Saying goodbye to my first REAL apartment

I've lived in my apartment for almost a year. It's the first time I've lived alone, so of course, it's been kind of a milestone for me. I was really worried about living alone at first, because I'm kind of a homebody and was worried about not getting out enough. Having roommates has always forced me to socialize...

I've loved living alone. So much so that I'm a little worried about getting a roommate or a special man-friend. Not so worried that I'm not going to let it happen, but enough that I realize that it's going to be an adjustment when it happens.

Anyway, I took some pictures before I started packing, so I would always remember my first apartment. It wasn't the prettiest, or the neatest, but it was mine, and I love it.

My favorite part of the apartment: the library!

Pardon the clutter. Given the fact that I'm moving in three weeks, I've given up on keeping things neat. And yes, I was watching House Hunters on HGTV. It was appropriate.

Little details :-)

The sad, undecorated bedroom. I'm excited about actually painting my new house and making it look like an adult lives there. Pardon the blackout curtains, I'm on night shift.

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