Brave New Girl: The Procrastination Stops Here

The time has come for the procrastination to stop. Holly is on her way here from Oakville and she will spend the day with me, helping me to finally pack! I tried to get a head start on one area this morning but chose the wrong pile. I came across a stack of things from last winter and my tour with Tracey, which made me feel incredibly nostalgic and sad. And then I came across some stuff from the memorial for my friend Emily, who died last February.

I can't do this, I thought to myself. I just cannot face the last two years of my life right now! Feeling incredibly nostalgic, and completely weepy about departing my lovely (in some ways) home for the last two years, I decided it was time to document the process. So I whipped out my handy-dandy digital camera.

Over the last few days, I have started, little by little to begin the "sorting" and "box accumulation" part of the moving & packing process. So the photos you are about to see are NOT exactly what my apartment has looked like over the last two years, but it's close enough. I felt the need to take photographic evidence now (before the real dissassembly begins) of the living space, and life, that I created for myself over the last two years. And so...

Here is the view from my door to the outside world, looking in to my apt:

For my first year here I had this silly little table with stools as my kitchen table, then I folded the table into the wall and Guntar lent me a lovely couch that I placed here so that I could spend more relaxing and social time in the above-ground part of my place. (I returned it to him last week so as to discourage too much relaxing procrastination):

The kitchen area of my place...

And, though the view right now (in the dead of winter) isn't so picturesque, this was my favorite spot in my whole place for the years that I lived here; Standing at my kitchen sink, looking out at my backyard: