June Vibes


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When Thursday feels like Friday because you’re laying in bed, enjoying the air condition while it’s humid and rainy out, you feel like now you have it all. I am so #lifegoals today, I don’t think it can get any better than this, but let’s try anyways…


This week marked the first month of me living in the new place and I honestly can’t wrap my head around that! Is it really 1 month already? Also, how long am I still able to call it the new place until it gets – well – old?

There’s still boxes filled with books and stuff that remind me that I should make up my mind for living room furniture and the one moving box that now functions as my nightstand is basically laughing at me right this second. But with this place, I vowed to myself that I will take my time and not buy just anything only to have proper furniture even though I don’t like it and – let’s be honest – presumably never replace it anyways. Nah, that’s not me. So let those boxes mock me, I will have the last laugh.


After my anxiety was on an all-time high with the move and all the stress that came with it, I connected with my inner handyman, failed mostly and were able to find a real handyman who helped me so much with hanging lights and basically preventing me from killing myself in a freak accident. It’s the little things. I try to have my sh*t together guys, but I am Little Miss Clumsy most of the time. Not in a cute way though.


Still, I came down with an annoying case of sore throat and had a round of antibiotics, while everyone else was sipping iced coffee already gushing about summer. Great timing as usual.


With half of 2016 ending today (how did that happen already?), I re-read my December Vibes post and feel a little nostalgic. Back then, I never would have thought that I’ll be sitting here today, in my brand-new abode on the cusp of this very new and exciting chapter.



Well done, 2016! So far, you do not suck ♥



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  1. The one time I moved, I was 9 so my mom did it all for me, so I can’t even imagine the stress! I would like (ie. LOVE) to get my own place one day soon, so I’m sure I’ll know the torture of boxing things, moving said boxes, and then unboxing them. It’s giving me a headache just thinking about it. But you made it and now you’re in your own home!!! Yay! :)

    1. Moving out of my family home or into roommate situations wasn’t really a big deal. My former apartment was my first real apartment with me as the main tenant and all the bills and contracts issued on my name. That’s a huge difference because there is so much to organize, cancel, set-up and going back and forth between old and new place. I wanted to live in the new place already but couldn’t and when I finally did, I still had to go back the old place to clear it out before handing back the keys. It might be easier with more help. But as I said, besides a handyman or two and the movers, I was mostly on my own. It was cheaper that way for sure but very stressful!

    1. Yep, tell me about it! Thanks, gal! Spending nearly all weekend on the sunny patio is just everything :)