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Welcome to Charlottesville!

Well, I live here now:


It’s a nice house, and I’ve settled in about as well as I can until I get an infusion of cash from my gainful employment, which isn’t feeling particularly gainful right now…  As evidence of my ability to set up house in a new place, I present to you my living room:



That little painting in the corner to the left is from Australia and was a gift from my undergraduate research advisor.  The female figure with the shock of red hair is a Dre Lopez original.  I wish I could say it was me, but alas, it’s not.  The small print to the left of it was a gift from Mr. Sammy Lopez.  And that square urn on top of the left bookshelf – well, that’s my momma. 

To all the Dominion Power customer service reps who I know are reading this, please take note of the bookshelves full of books, and the lack of television.  I haven’t felt any overwhelming urges to kill myself yet due to boredom, so I think I’m probably doing okay.

I also have a refrigerator with food in it, and cabinets full of dishes.  There’s still a few bare spots on the walls, but I anticipate filling those up with new yummy art.  We need some shelves for the kitchen, and I have to find a desk and a futon for the guest room.  Oh yeah, and my roommate doesn’t get here until Wednesday, so I’m really tempted to do yoga in her gigantic empty bedroom.

I’m still in the phase where I feel like a snail who’s not yet poking its head out.  I’ve been setting the house up and trying to get a little safe place that felt home-ish, and I’ve succeeded, but I haven’t really explored much of Charlottesville yet.  Because of that, it doesn’t really feel like I live here yet, it just feels like I moved really, really far across town.  I miss my people though.  

Comments

Briana said…
Your people miss you too.
Unknown said…
your house looks very nice.

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