The Beauty Following the Beast
Moving is a beast. Eventually, there’s beauty. In my case, that takes some creativity, since my furniture is a hodge-podge of hand-me-downs, hand-made items, discount deals and my ever-beloved futon.
But I am nothing if not creative, and I have a beautiful view that makes anything look good. It’s so beautiful, in fact, I apparently don’t need curtains (although me being me, I want the damn curtains).
The living room is actually pretty well set up. As for the rest of the home, no pictures available or deep mortification would ensue…