I’m finally starting to get things organized here in the new home. Radiators are the equivalent of a curve ball when it comes to placing furniture around these parts, so I’ve been resorting to shelving, especially in the dining room. You know, I’m not quite sure why we even call it the dining room. There is no table, no chairs… just lots of vintage clothing and accessories. We just haven’t come up with a better name, so since it is supposed to be a dining room, that’s what we call it. Any suggestions on a new name? It has to be short and easy to say when commanding husband to take his shoes off before entering the _______ room. ;)

Lately I’ve been gazing at these rad posters from Hammerpress. The way things are going with decorating around here, our home is becoming pretty heavy with vintage this and vintage that. It will be nice to have something fresh and modern hanging on our walls. Saving up my pennies!

(If you know of any other good gig poster designers that have shops online, please link up in the comments section! I’m sort of obsessed with seeing everything that’s out there before I make the simplest purchase decision.)

Boxes, boxes everywhere! But happily, much painting has been done and there is very little taupe trim left to be smothered in white! The kitchen cabinets are no longer blue and brown… and only one more coat of paint until they are crisp and white! White, white, white… more white paint than boxes, actually.

I haven’t worked so hard on doors in all my life. My dad and I have been scraping layers and layers of paint off the kitchen cabinet doors, which will later take their place in my cozy little kitchen. Oh, and for some reason our apartment has doors everywhere! Doors which will probably never be closed, but shall be painted nonetheless.

The bedroom is the area about which I am most clueless. I think I know what I’d like to do… but I just don’t have enough furniture to fill the space! Too much space? A problem I didn’t think I would ever encounter. In fact… we are probably going to be putting a sofa in our bedroom. That’s how big it is. Ha!

I’m growing weary of all the boxes laying about, and I don’t know where half of my belongings are… but at least we have an area of refuge where one can imagine there is no more unpacking and organizing to be done. (Proper blinders required.)