Ahh, it's good to be home. Virginia still sucks, but it's good to be home. Our apartment reverts to its 'empty smell' when we're gone for more than a week, which is kinda weird... but also slightly nostalgic, since it's the smell I remember from when I moved in.
Odd ball am I.
Unfortunately our house is all messy, which is driving me nuts...
You know how you come home after a long trip and toss your luggage down and flop onto the couch... and do nothing. But then you feel inspired to put everything away before you start the week so you unpack all the luggage and separate all the laundry... then come to the realization that someone is using the washing machines... so you leave everything on the floor... and strewn all over the bed... and go back to sitting on the couch.
Not to mention that our projects are getting out of hand... there is etching supplies all over the house. Honestly I'm running out of places to put it. I'm one of those people who likes to have places for things... so that they're organized and easy to find. The walls of my future home will be made of drawers - drawers with labels. I don't care if we're messy, I just want to have the option of hiding that mess in a box - a box that can be neatly tucked away on a shelf.
Ahh, it's good to be home. Now I can go back to having a bowl of popcorn for lunch.
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