On Friday, I took some of my things down to my new apartment. And on Sunday, my parents took down some more.
I have a giant awesome television and a blu-ray player ready and waiting. I have a bed and a new mattress set up in the bedroom. I have a toaster, a kettle, a Sodastream (I’m pretty sure at this point, my veins are 65% bubbly water) and my most beloved, beat-up 90s era can opener.
I don’t have a couch yet; I have giant floor cushions as a stand in for now. I still need a few things. Well, a lot of things. The things I’m looking most forward to are my pink lounge (I know! Ikea make pink couches!), my desk and chair so that I can bring my desktop computer down (I have my father’s spare monitor waiting in my room) and a modem.
Until then, traveling home-home every weekend is necessary. Completely necessary. A proper fridge full of food, high-speed internet, furniture… ahh, it’s the completely ordinary things (like a chair!) that you take for granted.