You move in to a simultaneously snug and spacious basement apartment. You bring your own couch that you like and would prefer to keep, but your landlord has stored two couches and a love seat in your living room and is not thrilled about moving any of them. You’re not hosting any insurrection meetings or twenty-person movie nights in the near future. What do you do?
A) Start hosting those meetings of The Fist in order to really get the most out of your excessive seating options.
B) Have someone babysit your couch for a year even though it is soooo comfortable and one of the other couches is only relaxing if you’re wearing a corset.
C) Rearrange your living room such that one couch is halfway into your kitchen, but mostly out of sight.
We tried C), but that experiment seems a failure, as you can see.
Anyway, this surplus of couches is my main concern as we are almost all moved in to Dogton Abbey. Chris has done the lion’s share of the organizing as Christopher has required the lioness’s share of attention recently (adjusting to a new place, some minor illness, etc.). Once our bookshelves were organized, it really started feeling like home. I am quite fond of this nook:
You can see one of the offending couches. Yes, the red elephant patterns make me want to finally break out my sewing machine and try my hand at a couch cover but, hm, I don’t even know how to thread the thing. Maybe now’s the time to learn.
We love that we have a real bedroom and Christopher has a real room that isn’t also a pantry. The lighting is also fairly good for a basement apartment, but the overhead lighting is somewhat harsh (you can see in the pictures that it makes everything yellow) and I’m starting to feel the lack of sunlight. Thankfully we have had some wonderful days the past week to go for walks and start venturing to the park again, though it’s easy for me to become a cave troll unless I intentionally plan to go outside.
But things are going well. Our doggie charge is adorable and it’s nice to be back in New Haven, though I miss San Diego dearly. But we’re making a home here.