But here I am. Moved into a new apartment. With my two best friends and three other random girls (BYU does housing weird. That's a whole other story.) and it's terrifying.
Also very crowded because things still aren't put away.
The kitchen cabinets are full with the other girls stuff, so we have to politely request that half of them get cleared out so that we can put our stuff away.
(This would be my bedroom. Full of 3 girls worth of clothes and shoes)
The kitchen cabinets are full with the other girls stuff, so we have to politely request that half of them get cleared out so that we can put our stuff away.
The fridge is half full as we try to figure out how to feed ourselves (hopefully that will come quickly).
My mom loaded me up with what she thought I would need, and I dropped her off at the airport this morning (no tear this year!)
Now for the fun blog posts to begin, as we learn through failure how to scrape our ways through adult life :)
-M
UPDATE: I officially succeeded at getting sharpie out of new jeans. I have adulted well once, I can do it again.
UPDATE: I officially succeeded at getting sharpie out of new jeans. I have adulted well once, I can do it again.
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