Moving

Begin of blog song: Happy With Me; HolyChild.

So, as you may or may not know, I will officially be moved out of my mum's house on the 31st. I'm excited, looking for furniture, thinking about how I'm going to decorate, once again being in charge of my own grocery shopping. I can't wait! I've been packed since like the beginning of August, I've been looking at beds since before then, but holy fuck, I have just found the world's best bed and I am in love. I'll be the first to admit that the place that I'm moving into is a closet, it's a two bedroom upstairs apartment with hardly enough room to turn around in (luckily for me, my roommate and I are fairly tiny). So, as you know, while dealing with limited space, storage is everything, and I have just found a bed to answer all of my prayers... one catch, it's two hundred dollars out of budget.
(This is seriously the holy grail of single beds) Here's the thing, I know that I can convince my mum to get it for me, all I have to do is save all of my other wants for another day from when I can afford them myself, in all practicality the bed is perfect, not to mention it's a bed that I will be sleeping in for the next three years, a sound investment, but just because it can be done, does it mean that it should be? In the end, I'm sure it'll be best to stick to the budget, but a girl can dream.

- peace out girl scouts (wish me luck on my move!).

End of blog song: Make a Shadow; Meg Myers