Well, I'm almost completely moved in to my new apartment, and I absolutely love it!! It's just so cute and comfortable and feeling more like mine every day. And I have just the right amount of furniture to fill it up, but not have it be overcrowded. Same thing with "stuff".
My parents bought me the most wonderful housewarming gifts -- a new vacuum cleaner, various tools (mostly the ones needed to assemble the IKEA furniture), a TV stand, and best of all a new couch (both from ... you guessed it ... IKEA!). It was a very successful move, done in excellent time. I had a great moving crew made up of wonderful friends and my parents, and we actually had some fun with it, despite the awkwardness of the situation. Though I probably shouldn't tell Dutch that I ended up giving Jason back the Bombay Sapphire (it's not like I drink gin anyway, and I did take the Celtic Crossing ...)
So far I have the kitchen completely unpacked and put away, all the books put away -- for the first time ever, all my music books and binders fit in the bookcase!!! -- and all the linens put away in the linen closet. I've already made a couple of purchases of things I needed; namely a toaster and a set of everyday dishes. I still have to put away clothes, toiletries, and other random items. And get the rest of my clothes and things that I still have over at the Bellevue place. Then I can start decorating!
Hopefully after Pinafore opens this week (note to self: never move during Tech Week of a show ever again!) I'll have some time to get things more organized, so that I can have people over for an apartment warming party. And then everyone can see my adorable apartment, with its view of the Space Needle from the living room. Yay!!
Meow!
Tuesday, March 31, 2009
Sunday, March 22, 2009
Kitty in Transition
So ... yeah. The "temporary" separation is becoming more permanent. While I'm not making any long-term final-type decisions right now, I have signed a year's lease for a new apartment on my own. As difficult as this is, I'm also very proud of how far I've come and grown in the last couple of months.
So now comes the really hard part -- the separating of The Stuff. Granted, I'm not all that attached to very many material posessions (one of the issues in our marriage, actually, as material "things" are VERY important to Jason). On the other hand, there are some things that I'd really like to keep. And on a more practical note, I can't afford to replace everything in terms of furniture, equipment, household items, etc. I just hope this doesn't turn out ugly.
I'm also hoping that Jason is now going to be able to cope and move on with his life. His reaction and behavior over the past couple weeks really frightened me. Thank God his mother was able to come up and give him the support that he wasn't willing to accept from anyone else. He may never forgive me for being the one to break the news to her, but I know I did the right thing. If anything, I just wish I had done it sooner. I'm also anxious to find out what he plans to do now -- whether he plans to stay here and go back to the massage program, or if he's going to try something else, or if he's going to go back to Bakersfield for a while. I'm hoping he'll be able to talk to me about it soon.
At any rate, this should be interesting. I'm not afraid any more, now that I know I can live on my own and take care of myself. That doesn't make it any less hard. But it's also exciting.
Meow!
So now comes the really hard part -- the separating of The Stuff. Granted, I'm not all that attached to very many material posessions (one of the issues in our marriage, actually, as material "things" are VERY important to Jason). On the other hand, there are some things that I'd really like to keep. And on a more practical note, I can't afford to replace everything in terms of furniture, equipment, household items, etc. I just hope this doesn't turn out ugly.
I'm also hoping that Jason is now going to be able to cope and move on with his life. His reaction and behavior over the past couple weeks really frightened me. Thank God his mother was able to come up and give him the support that he wasn't willing to accept from anyone else. He may never forgive me for being the one to break the news to her, but I know I did the right thing. If anything, I just wish I had done it sooner. I'm also anxious to find out what he plans to do now -- whether he plans to stay here and go back to the massage program, or if he's going to try something else, or if he's going to go back to Bakersfield for a while. I'm hoping he'll be able to talk to me about it soon.
At any rate, this should be interesting. I'm not afraid any more, now that I know I can live on my own and take care of myself. That doesn't make it any less hard. But it's also exciting.
Meow!
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