It's weekend number two of apartment sorting (to recap: have lived in my place for 8 years, bought a place and the boyfriend and I will be moving there sometime in May).
This week we're making piles: toss, keep, keep with modifications (there will be before and after project pictures!), rehome. It's easier than I thought to get rid of stuff when the question is: do I want to pack, move, unpack, and find a place for this? There are definitely going to be at least one or two more weekends like this before the actual packing commences. And some of that time will be spent organizing books. I have six full bookshelves, and there is no organization to speak of, except that I generally sort of remember where books are and what colors and fonts are on the spines. Not the best system.
Renovations of the new place start on Monday. I'm really excited about this new chapter of my life. Intentional organizing and settling and creating my home. Amazing. I guess, after 12 years here, I am really thoroughly a New Yorker now. It feels good.
Published on March 26, 2011 16:46