Moving

After a year of exploring Idaho's mountains, Australia's cities and Thailand's beaches Preston and I finally got around to finding a home. And while home can exist amongst friends, family and familiarity the one we have is the kind with a couch. A thrift store seventies-esque couch to be precise. 

Giving Credit Where Credit is Due

And I would like to take this moment to give Preston ALL the credit for getting the heavy beast in our apartment. As much as I shoved, pulled and coaxed the couch would not budge. And as much as Preston tried to "help" my progress by explaining the "correct" way to grasp a ginomours piece of furniture  he ended up schlepping the thing himself. 

basking in it's immovable glory

Lessons from this experience: 

1.Some people were just not meant to lift things. I think my ancient ancestors were the root gathering/hammock dwelling sort. And as a result my wimpy arms and too-short legs have solely evolved for a life of leisurely lemonade drinking and pool swimming. 

2. Boyfriends aren't always the best teachers for their girlfriends. And vice versa. 

The Deets

Our new two bedroom apartment is situated in the Times Square of Fargo North Dakota. Additionally it is garden level, but I prefer to think of it as Hobbit Hole level. It is bright, clean and all of ours for the next twelve months. Which just so happens to be the longest Preston and I have lived in the same place since 2008. Hello new life, new home and new adventure. 

A Final Word to the Wise

You know what they said about bewaring those gift-bearing Greeks, make sure to watch out for package-sending von Kronemanns while you're at it. 

a mysterious extra small package...

A coconut TIKI!!!!
Let's hope there's no relation to the Brady's Hawaiian talisman