Yesterday was slightly stressful. It began with moving everything out of my old apartment, and around 5 pm turned into moving everything into my new apartment, which has significantly less bedroom space.
There is a messed up, skinny as anything secret passageway "closet" that I can hardly get into, a creepy-tastic basement third bedroom that luckily no one needs to use and is now the storage room and also tourist destination for creepiest random basement apartment, and a weird secret storage space in the wall.
There are also some of my best friends in the whole wide world in this apartment and there was a pretty fun movie night here last night.
Also the beds are 1 million times for comfortable than the beds at the Elms. Honestly, a whole post could be dedicated to the fake mattress monstrosities I've been sleeping on for the past eight months. I don't think there was a soft thing in that mattress. Just pain and angst lived in there. Unpleasant stuff. This bed has a real mattress and actually is not five feet off the ground which is kind of a fun twist.
So despite the stress of moving and realizing it is a good thing I'm only living here for a month because all my stuff would never fit here, I am pretty happy and pretty excited.
Everyone on SPAC (my folk dance team which will be starting our elementary school tour this Tuesday) except for two beautiful girls who have husbands and therefore understandably didn't want to move from them has moved into University Villa for the month of tour.
Being all so close together, especially living in the same apartment complex as Trenton, is very nice.
Also I am roommates with the fantastic Katie, who is also my maid of honor, and who I appreciate so dearly in my life. The sweet and wonderful Whitney and Reilly are our other "flat mates" and I just am so excited for all the partying times that will be happening all up in here!
WOOHOO!!
What's a flat mate? And what movie did you watch?
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