This past weekend, a perigee moon aka “supermoon” made its appearance in the night skies. As I lay restless and awake at 4 am, I noticed the phenomenon from my bedroom window and decided to take a photo. I imagine it would have been the perfect night to go swimming.*
*I don’t actually know how to swim.
What an absolute beaut. This vintage teak Danish entry chest has everything I am looking for and more. Unfortunately, after a very intense bidding war on eBay, my dreams were shattered. I guess it just wasn’t meant to be—or at least that’s what I’m going to keep telling myself.
As another year passes, I continue to realize how grateful I am for the simple things in life. I’d like to think that it’s due to the wisdom that comes with age but that also means acknowledging the fact that 30 is just around the not so distant corner—shudder. While my peers are out and about ringing in the new year, I am at home with my two cats watching Water for Elephants and enjoying a root beer float. Fast forward a few more years and it will be a scene straight out of Bridget Jones.
…when all through the haus. Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse (just one of the many perks of having cats). Wishing you and your loved ones the purrfect holiday season—and if you haven’t seen it yet, you should really take a moment and watch Drunk History Christmas featuring the oh so wonderful Ryan Gosling.
Meowy Catmas to all and to all a good night!
Yup, it’s official, I’ve designed a logo for the meowhaus and I’m excited to share it!
What is it, you ask?
It’s a cat and it’s a haus.
It’s a circle, square and some triangles.
It’s even an “M.”
It’s simple, and I like it.
This post has nothing to do with the movie, it’s just a ploy to use a “clever” title and a pop culture reference to lure you in. And if you are a more visual person, I’m banking on the fact that Blondie‘s coy little smirk captured your intrigue.
So once again, a whole month has passed since my last post and I’m starting to sound like a broken record. Between moving, being sick for over a month, work, unpacking, inherent personality disorders, blah blah blah *cough*excuse*cough and a sheer lack of motivation, this blog has ended up pretty low in my priority list. In my mind, I am dreaming up extraordinary updates to share, but I am clearly suffering from delusions. So please, just humor me as I attempt to provide a meaningful update at what’s been happening at the meowhaus.
I realize it has been over a month since I have posted any updates. Every attempt at writing something worth posting inevitably resulted in failure. Since the closing, the hardwood floors have been refinished, the entire interior repainted and in the words of a wise friend I managed to complete the “world’s longest shortest move”—all of which I will eventually write about. So in desperate attempt to salvage my miniscule readership here is a quick peek at the new place.
The meowhaus is a 2 bedroom, 2 bathroom condo situated on a tree-lined street in a charming Chicago neighborhood. Located on the second floor, it is one of 7 units in a self-managed building. At approximately 1,100 square feet, it is around double the size of the 1 bedroom convertible apartment I called home for the last 5 years.
The papers are signed, the banks got the money and the keys are finally mine. I am now officially a first-time home (technically condo) owner. Yay?!?
I believe this traditionally marks some sort of major milestone in one’s life. According to Sophia, next on the list is marriage and kids. Ha ha ha, what a sense of humor.
So far, it still doesn’t seem real yet and the closing itself was pretty anti-climatic. In my mind, I had imagined it would be somewhat in the spirit of that final scene in the Breakfast Club. Hello? Fist pump anyone? However, in reality, I seem to find myself relating primarily to Allison Reynolds aka the basket case.
All jokes aside, I really am looking forward to this new chapter in my life. Hopefully, once the nerves and stress subside—due to the dreaded moving process along with a few immediate projects—I’ll be able to just relax and enjoy the new space.
Ready or not, there’s no turning back now.