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It has been a long time coming.
Just when it seemed hopeless, like I would never ever get here.
In less than 24 hours our lease will be signed. Both our names.
Amanda Daniels, Alicia Bigford.
Little Red door. Ours, for six months anyway.
We have come so far and gone through so much.
I'm not looking for a trip down memory lane, there's far too much to cover.
Instead, some of the many many things I'm looking forward to:
Buying my own food. Living without the constant scrutiny of my diet, or being offered things I haven't put into my body for years. (today, a tuna vomit casserole. no. obviously. no.)
Organic. WEEEE.
Living with someone who will embrace the fact that I enjoy eating like a rabbit (you are what you eat, after all).
A garden come spring.
Flowers, veggies, herbs. Started for free, gifts from mother and grandpa. Not to mention the fact that stores always leave their outside garden section w i d e open. :-)
Biking everywhere! Although I must admit I'm afraid of this in winter as I am interminably cold. Not to mention the fact that I have a proclivity to becoming hopelessly lost when trying to navigate my way about. I will learn streets and brave the elements.
A collective book and music library. This will only grow.
No little footsteps above my head. Ever. No Little Children screaming.
No responsibility to anyone but myself, and those I choose to be responsible to. (roommate, special friends)
Tattoos!
Final fox valley thrift-store excursions, funded by mum.
Ikea trip! Decorating. Oh my . . .
It is late. I am sleepy. Good luck to me, and actually falling asleep. I'm more excited for this than I have been for anything else in my entire life.
This list can be added to later, if I please.
adiuuuuu
Just when it seemed hopeless, like I would never ever get here.
In less than 24 hours our lease will be signed. Both our names.
Amanda Daniels, Alicia Bigford.
Little Red door. Ours, for six months anyway.
We have come so far and gone through so much.
I'm not looking for a trip down memory lane, there's far too much to cover.
Instead, some of the many many things I'm looking forward to:
Buying my own food. Living without the constant scrutiny of my diet, or being offered things I haven't put into my body for years. (today, a tuna vomit casserole. no. obviously. no.)
Organic. WEEEE.
Living with someone who will embrace the fact that I enjoy eating like a rabbit (you are what you eat, after all).
A garden come spring.
Flowers, veggies, herbs. Started for free, gifts from mother and grandpa. Not to mention the fact that stores always leave their outside garden section w i d e open. :-)
Biking everywhere! Although I must admit I'm afraid of this in winter as I am interminably cold. Not to mention the fact that I have a proclivity to becoming hopelessly lost when trying to navigate my way about. I will learn streets and brave the elements.
A collective book and music library. This will only grow.
No little footsteps above my head. Ever. No Little Children screaming.
No responsibility to anyone but myself, and those I choose to be responsible to. (roommate, special friends)
Tattoos!
Final fox valley thrift-store excursions, funded by mum.
Ikea trip! Decorating. Oh my . . .
It is late. I am sleepy. Good luck to me, and actually falling asleep. I'm more excited for this than I have been for anything else in my entire life.
This list can be added to later, if I please.
adiuuuuu