I spent the whole weekend (well, almost) cooped up in my house trying to get everything done and make it look more like a home as opposed to a disaster zone. There are no more boxes in the dining room. I repeat: NO more boxes in the dining room.
Things have been unpacked and put away. Things have been cleaned. Things have been hung on the walls. Things have been thrown away. Things have been placed in a box destined to go into a yard sale next month.
Oh, how it feels so good to get so much done. Granted, I still have a few last boxes of picture frames and other decorative stuff. And I've been procrastinating on giving the kitchen the scrub down that it so desperately needs. Nonetheless, I am almost done. The finish line is in sight. Now I can finally relax and enjoy the new place... and of course, throw a party.
I did venture out a couple of times over the weekend (because goodness knows I enjoy life the most when I squeeze in as much good stuff as I can). I joined a good friend of mine Saturday night for dinner at Bonefish Grill to celebrate another recent success of his in the real estate biz. I also spent some time with my folks who were ever so kind to spend a lot of time on Sunday helping me hang things on walls and then take me to dinner on top of it. Good parents, those two. And I capped off my weekend with an impromptu late night pool party... slightly irresponsible considering I needed to be up at 6:30 for work, but you're only 24 once, right?
I'll try to get some pictures up of the new place soon. I'm very proud of how well everything has turned out. I'm ready for visitors now, so feel free to come hang out (though I ask that you call first). I love the feeling of satisfaction after accomplishing big projects such as this one. Now if I could only get that far along with this pile of papers on my desk at work...