I believe in Feng-Shui, and the idea of “out with the old, in with the new.” I believe in changing what you can in order to make yourself happier. So about a month ago, I decided to leave a 3000+ square foot house and move into a 415 square foot studio apartment. Not sure if the square footage from the patio is included. It probably is.
I had a lot of mixed feelings. I talked to my mom, my friends, and made a pros and cons list. But after a long and difficult summer, I decided to go on a gut feeling. The house was really nice; the roommates were really nice; and I couldn’t see the kitchen, bathroom, and bedroom from one spot on the futon. I had originally moved out of my one-bedroom apartment to be closer to school. But the place I found was out in suburbia, which meant it slowly sucked my soul. It slowly sucked my soul, and after a certain point it reminded of a break-up. Sitting in my room day after day, with nowhere to walk to except a giant strip mall, started to get to me. So I left, and downsized to be back in civilization. There are two coffee shops within two blocks of my complex.
I moved in two days ago. I chose to live on the third floor, because there are a bunch of really tall trees in the courtyard and it feels like I’m living in a tree house. I don’t have too many more boxes to unpack, but I’m beginning to wonder about things like where I’m going to put all of my coffee mugs, since I’m already out of room in the kitchen. All of my appliances are fun-sized, so I kind of feel like a giant. There’s a light that doesn’t work, a drawer that’s broken, a broken screen door, and a warped door outside. I’m also taller than the shower head, which I don’t really understand since I’m only 5′ 8″ or 5′ 9″. I can’t shut the closet door because there are clothes in the way, and I don’t ever shut the bathroom door completely because I’m claustrophobic. I had to teach myself how to fix a toilet today. But I love it. And I’m really into this Harry Potter marathon on my new Google Fiber TV.
My goal with this new fortress of mine is to make it into a place I want to be. A place that I look forward to coming home to every day. I’ll decorate with some Christmas lights and some plants. I’ll buy some incense and do some aromatherapy. I’ve spent a lot of time trying to figure out how to not be home, and this is going to be my adventure in learning how to like it.