This weekend we moved into a two bedroom with my cousin. I love this place! We have our own little hallways, my bathroom is bigger and my closet is bigger, since we are living with someone else all of our office stuff and books are in our room now.
When we lived in the one bedroom on our own I didn’t spend much time in our room except to maybe watch tv before I slept. Since moving here I feel like my room is my sanctuary.
Not that moving in with my cousin was a bad thing. Actually, so far it’s really great. I have someone to eat dinner with. I’m not home alone when my boyfriend is at work. No having him here is great, but my room feels like a special place now.
Moving has also given me the chance to become more organized. I’m setting up a place for everything and everything in its place (now if only I could get my boyfriend to understand how that works) and I even set up a cleaning schedule so the apartment can stay nice.
Hopefully everything will be organized by the time fall semester starts so that I can be organized with school too and still manage to have a social life.
I can see myself spending lots if time in this apartment. Baking days have already been arranged and I’m looking for a day that we can craft or have a sketch in.
The rent in our apartment is about to go up so my boyfriend and I decided to find a roommate. When we first moved in together we were a little bit of a snob about this. We wanted a place that was completely “our own”. We didn’t want to have to share space.
We also weren’t positive about who we could be comfortable with as a roommate. My girlfriends weren’t close enough to my boyfriend so he would be hiding in his room all the time and my boyfriend wasn’t comfortable leaving me at home for long periods of time with his guy friends since he has a night job. And plus, his friends, although I love them, are not the cleanest of people and we wanted to be able to control that.
So we did the living by ourselves thing for a while. But it is getting increasingly more difficult to do that without a roommate especially when we both want to go to school and can’t work full time or two jobs anymore. My cousin and his girlfriend were also wanting to move out on their own but as his girlfriend isn’t ready yet and even if she were they wouldn’t be able to afford it, my cousin needed to find a place and rather than pay $700-800 and stay in a little efficiency or room for rent with people he doesn’t know, we offered to share a two bedroom two bath apartment with him and then where never his girlfriend is ready to move out she can move in too.
It works out for us all financially and I’ll have more company instead of being home alone all the time. My boyfriend is comfortable leaving me home alone with him because we are family and him and my boyfriend are good friends by now so he will be comfortable hanging out in the common area.
We don’t move into the new apartment until mid-August but I am just bursting with excitement. I can’t wait to start saving money and planning dinners and EVERYTHING.
Of course there are things that I’m worried about: privacy, having enough me time alone, keeping the place clean, and of course what if we all end up hating each other by the end of it. But my and my boyfriend moved in together in closer quarters and we have flourished. I don’t see why this should be any different. Pus, I made a roommate rules and agreement contract stating what we should do for privacy, couple time, cleaning and any other minor issues we thought might come up.
I this this is just one of those life experiences that are good to have and I can’t wait to get started!
Here is a floor plan of the new apartment we will be moving into. My boyfriend thinks I am a dork, but my favorite thing about this move is that I’ll finally get a walk in closet. It’s the little things in life that tend to make me happiest.
Everyone speculates about what they would do if they were to win the lottery. In fact, I spend a lot of time planning out a life where work is not a necessity and mortgages, rent, and bills are not a problem.
I like to imagine that I get the winning ticket and just disappear with my boyfriend. We collect our money and go on a road trip searching for the perfect house for us. Then other times, I think I would just buy a whole neighborhood. We would buy all the houses on the row and rent them out to our closest friends at a price that won’t make them go bankrupt but we can still pay the property taxes at the end of the year and for any new appliances they may need, etc.
Either way I know that I would live a carefree life, where I don’t worry about bills in any way so I can do whatever I want. I can travel all over the world, quit my job, quit school (or keep going just for fun). I could open up my own photo studio or just spend the rest of my life blogging! I could hire a maid who would do all the cleaning so I never have to do a load of laundry or wash a dish again in my life.
Oh, how much easier and happier life would be if I won the lottery. But me and my boyfriend both agree, that we wouldn’t try to live like millionaires. It’s a surefire way to get caught. Then your friends and not so close family will forever be bugging you for loans and expecting you to pay for everything. And our neighbors would know and we would most likely be robbed.
No, I think it is best that you buy a simple house with a garage and large backyard because we are a little selfish that way. I would keep going to school to become a teacher but I could take as long as I wanted and then I could do absolutely whatever I wanted on the summers and winters. I could have an extra photo company on the side, or open up that coffee/tea/baked goods/used bookstore shop I always wanted when I was younger.
And now that I have spent my time planning the design of my future house, the designs of my future businesses, and my improbable financial situation, all I need is a time machine so I can get those winning numbers…
E-how has this to say about coffee and how it affects focus
Currently, there is not enough research to suggest that coffee aids in concentration. Caffeine may certainly induce alertness in individuals, which may also increase responsiveness on tests, according to the Sleep and Disorders Research Center. Increasing concentration, however, does not seem to be correlated with coffee consumption.
I have a tendency to get lost in my house sometimes. I have so many things to do what with cleaning and school and blogging and TV shows to watch, but sometimes I sit or pace in my house and cannot focus on a single one.
Today I had several projects due and was very far behind because of this problem. I figured it was going to be a late night of pacing, sighing, and general procrastination like usual but I decided to grab a cup of coffee at Starbucks before starting on my lack of attention to the important things in life. After I drank that coffee, it’s like I hyper focused my life! I cleaned almost the whole house, finished all my projects, and planned the next couple of days so that I don’t fall behind as well. I even had time to eat a midnight snack and watch some TV. Of course, I had some trouble falling asleep, but even today I still feel pretty on the ball.
There may not be research to prove it, but I’m officially a convert and a coffee machine is going to be the newest addition to my wonderful home so won’t even gave to leave the confines of my house to get a cup!
So many people get bored at home and I just can’t understand it. I mean I have my days where I pace from room to room seemingly without purpose but that never means I want to leave the confines of my house, usually I’m just in need of some company.
Some people have this misconception that if you are a homebody you can’t have friends or a social life. I beg to differ. I spend plenty of time with people. They just come over to my house. We watch movies, I host dinner parties, we go to the pool, we play Wii. There are so many activities that can be done in my tiny home. And I feel so much more comfortable there than I do at any club so, more than likely, I’m more sociable at home.
Maybe someone is a homebody because they like being home like I do, but most likely it’s because you are on a budget and can’t afford to spend $150 every weekend to go out and party it up. No reason why you can’t party it up at home without the cover charge.
The next time you are bummed because you have to stay home, think about some of the things you can do in your very own home:
- host a game night
- host a movie night
- host a dinner or takeout party
- throw a small party (or large if you are willing to live with the mess)
- have a girls night and open a bottle of wine to get the gossip going
- have a boys night and break out the cards, cigars, and junk food
- have a poker night (maybe then you can win some money to go out the next time!)
- have a crafting night and spend all night in front of the TV with your scissors, paper and glue
- have TV marathon on Netflix or Hulu
There are so many possibilities to have fun inside your own home, there’s never a reason to really leave. You’ll come to find that the more memorable memories with your friends were either big road trips cruises/vacations you had with them and the nights you spent “staying in”.