Week 18: Building a Home & the People’s Climate March.

My week in a nutshell: Ordering furniture never-ending-hell, IKEA still sucks and I hope it burns in a fiery hell that smells similar to freshly cleaned non-synthetic material, decorating makes my insides sing jolly songs, & the People’s Climate March was epic.  I also realized that most of my thinking is done on a train and I’ve mentioned this before, but I’ll mention it again. I LOVE riding the subway.

One evening on my way home from work the train was packed pretty tight… and as the train swayed the passengers [involuntarily] followed. I realized of all the places in this city that I feel like I belong the most to the [sometimes short-fused, mal-showered, and caffeine-addicted] amazing NYC family is on the train.

Ordering furniture sucks. Although the delivery went ok this time, I had loads of fun trying (unsuccessfully) to carry the 100 lb box up 3 flights of stairs. What the hell is an elevator?! I just ended up opening the box downstairs and carrying pieces up in chunks. That, too, was loads of fun (am I using too many commas?).

Putting together a poorly constructed piece of furniture is unbelievably entertaining. Better then playing with legos! With legos everything fits, it’s WAY more fun when the pieces don’t match. So. Much. Fun.

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I took these pictures while we were still fresh with optimism. Thankfully Megan was there to help. Otherwise I’d still be dresser-less. I ordered this dresser from Overstock.com after reading reviews that it was well-made. The reviewers must have supplemented their sanity with quite the concoction of alcohol and carelessness. Mimosas were had, but clearly not enough for me to forget the amount of fun this was.

I’d show you the finished product, but 2 screws were missing and now I’m 1 drawer down. I’ll be fixing this issue soon. We also put my wall decal up… with some hardship… it is now in 2 pieces. DSC_5418 DSC_5424

 

I hung my mirror. It’s pretty heavy. I hope it doesn’t fall. I’ve also covered the seating cushion in the living room with a cloth I purchased today… the home is coming together.

 

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Since September began I’ve had not much else on my mind except for moving. Making my new place a home has been overwhelming me and I’ve decided to take a breather. I’ve done little of anything else (except for the lovely evening I had this week at my friend’s new UWS apartment)… so next week I’m definitely going to do some exploring.

Then there was the whole gathering of some 310,000 people from around the world. It was inspiring to see so many people rallying to raise awareness to the importance of action against climate change. History was made. I was able to capture some of the experience in photos, but I also got some neat video which I’ll use in my soon-to-be-edited NYC clip.

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Week 17: The Angry Inch & My New Home

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Last week (because of a premature post) I didn’t tell you about my first Broadway Show (since moving). My friend Chelsea and I went go to see Hedwig & the Angry Inch with Andrew Rannells. He was amazing. It was amazing. I was super bummed that I didn’t get to see Neil Patrick Harris, but this version was pretty incredible! I’ll definitely have to catch NPH in his next Broadway venture.

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9.10. Whoa. This week has been about how far my buttons can be pushed. In all honesty, worse things have happened in the world so I don’t feel I should go on and on about my relatively meager issues… I’m fairly certain it wouldn’t be very entertaining to read through anyway.

All in all, I’ve learned that I never -ever- want to move again. I mean it. Maybe if I have all of my things already in one place and just hire some strong folks to carry all of said things up and down stairs it wouldn’t be such a pain in the ass. In my case, I’ve had to order and re-order and order again only to miss the shipment by being at work. Even ordering things from the internet is harder here. Convenience shot out the door when I moved in the first place.

With that said… I’VE MOVED. Hallelujah!!! I have a home. And it is BEAUTIFUL. Once my roomies and I have somewhat settled we’ll be able to fill the apartment in quite nicely. I love decorating almost as much as I love shoes. [Almost] My bedroom should be fairly finished within 2 weeks or so. I’ll be posting pictures of the homey-er version soon.

I took the following photos at night… before writing this post just to get an idea of the space.

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My neighborhood is as pleasant as it gets. It’s adorable in just about every sense of the word and I’d like to get my camera out and about sooner than later, but for now this picture will suffice.

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On another note, until I go get my Brooklyn Library card [WOOOHOOO] I’ve been borrowing bookings from Chelsea. Most of my reading is done on the train.

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I don’t recall ever reading this book in school. I came across it on Chelsea’s shelf and went at it. I can’t believe it’s taken me this long… I’m re-reading it for the 3rd time right now. I keep having this feeling every time I’ve finished it that I missed something important.

I know I’ve been saying this quite a bit lately… but I’m determined to get something quality on here sooner than later. Next weekend (September 21st) is the Climate March here in NYC and I’ll definitely be there. Hope to bring you some photos of the events. I’m also going to stop writing the post in one sitting. I’ve always been a 5 drafts kinda gal.

All this week I’ve been carrying around a bunch of this negative energy… mainly because I was exhausted from jumping hoops and getting physically exhausted (Did I mention moving here is no joke?). I’ve had help. A bunch of help from really great friends that I’m not sure I could have survived the past month or so without.

But almost every single day on my way back from work riding of the Manhattan bridge into Brooklyn I’ve had this overwhelming joy fill me up. Every day the trigger was something different. Monday it was the beautiful brunette sitting next to me chatting away in a language I couldn’t begin to pin down the origin. Another day it was the  elderly couple sitting quietly side by side reading the same newspaper. Every single time I could literally feel my spirit lifting.

I feel so lucky.