On Monday morning our new furniture that we'd purchased on Friday was delivered. Here's our living room filled with boxes. Fast forward a few hours later and...
Later that night, I helped Tinny carry some piece of furniture she found on the street up all five god-damned flights of stairs up to her apartment! It was just a furniture kind of day!
On Sunday, I moved the last of my stuff into my new sublet at Sarah's, got my own set of keys, and got to officially add my name to the list the lengthy roster of people that are able to proudly call themselves "Occupants of Apt. 3A."
On Thursday I packed up the last of my stuff from Meredith's apartment and brought it over to my newly sublet room at Sarah's apartment! (Thanks for tolerating my ass in your 300 sq. ft. studio for almost six whole months, gorgeous!)
On Tuesday morning I took the train out to my parent's house in Jersey to meet the truck that was delivering all my worldly possessions from San Francisco.
The plan: Continue subletting my apartment in NYC, store all my stuff at my parent's house in NJ, spend the next 12 months traveling to different places around the world and crash at Meredith's apartment (You're the best!) when back in NYC in-between trips.
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