Showing posts with label moving. Show all posts
Showing posts with label moving. Show all posts

Friday, September 9, 2011

More moving stuff

So I've been getting to sleep before 10pm every night this week and I've been thinking that I'm just getting old. I mean, I'm a twenty-something college graduate and I'm going to bed before 10??? I do have the disadvantage that I can't drive at night, but still, it's annoyign that I have so few friends. I'm a social butterfly... why am I not having dinners and social events? Oh yes, because my apartment is a wreck!
This is my pantry. With the exception of the dishes on the top of the left shelves, those are all books. It is huge, which is awesome, but ya, it's annoying that there's so much stuff. 


One week ago, the apartment looked like this:



Now, it looks like this
Sigh. it hurts. But at least all of James' stuff is here, now. We just get to go through it whenever he comes by. Obviously, for those who don't know, just because we are engaged does NOT mean he lives with me. That is immoral and wrong. Well, I guess it's not technically always immoral, for example, I knew of a couple that lived in the same house after they both lost their homes in Katrina and they moved in with her parents. That was temporary and they both hated it. However, under normal circumstances, that's just not right (the sin of living together without having sex is still a mortal sin because it's putting yourself in a "near occasion of sin" and let's face it, under normal circumstances, if you're living together, people are going to assume you're having sex). I tend to forget that most people in this country don't live by the same standard and I was actually chastised a bit for not living with my boyfriend by a hairdresser. Look, we believe that sex before marriage is wrong. I really honestly don't give a crap about whatever "do what you feel like" nonsense you want to put in my head. 

I do tend to make myself sound bad though, cause I constantly talk about his stuff being here and I say things like, "Let's go home" to him. Oops. Look, I grew up a good little Christian girl with no idea how often that actually happens (okay, at least until I went to my public high school). I assume that people are going to realize that James and I believe in purity before marriage. I try and watch myself, but oh well. People will think what they will. 

James feels badly about the mess he's making, but we both realize that there just is no other place to put it all. He's currently living with his mother and she doesn't have enough space. He promises to give away most of it, but he has hoarding tendencies so he wants to go through everything. See, with me, I could just seriously through away everything that's not religious. We want to give away some religious things, but we want to make sure they go to a home where they will be treated properly. You shouldn't ever throw away pictures of saints or the Blessed Virgin or Our Lord, but people do all the time. James makes every effort to burn all of the Catholic newsletters or papers he gets with any religious symbols on them. Though it can get annoying, I appreciate how strongly dedicated he is to doing what's right no matter the inconvenience. Don't ever throw away Sacramentals, either, just sayin. 

I want more Catholic friends! It's the pain of moving to a new area! I don't know many people! I have GOT to make friends!!! 

Monday, September 5, 2011

First entry

Not gonna lie. I'm starting this mainly because I saw a bunch of my friends are doing it. There's also a bunch of stuff I'd like to post going on in my life right now. I just recently moved into a beautiful new apartment and I'm looking for a job. My boyfriend and I are waiting until I get a job to be able to plan our wedding, but it's basically taken for granted that we're basically engaged. I'm dealing with a whole new world over here after college and it's going to be interesting.

Lilies are my favorite flower, hence the blog name.

A few things about me:
I am Catholic, tried and true.
I don't mind saying it like it is, though I do try to practice diplomacy and not *needlessly* offend people.
I am really bad at keeping up with blogs.
I generally prefer the Traditional Mass, but both forms are valid.
I don't mind it when people prefer the Novus Ordo, as long as they think that Liturgy should be done well, according to the rubrics and with due reverence to the king of Kings

I do not intend to get into specifically Catholic issues, but I'm sure they will come up.

So some random things. James has a bunch of his stuff at my house because we're hoping to get married by next summer. Right now he has piles of clothes in my living room, boxes of clothes in my pantry, and a host of just plain stuff in my living area (separate from my living room though attached). Sigh. Tomorrow he's coming over after work to help. Today, I feel rather accomplished cause I put what will soon be my craft table up. I moved his stuff out of my living area to make space for it. Then I realized that this will not be the permanent location of it as the vent sits right where a chair would go. Sigh. I'm not completely positive that the craft stuff will go out here, but, so help me, I WILL make a spot for it all!

My room is a disaster because two of my three dresser drawers are broken (the part that slides it in and keeps it parallel to the ground is broken or gone). I am lucky enough to have a hardware store a block away from my apartment. I got the parts, and it took me 20 minutes to get the screw into unusually thick backing wood, but I did it. Then I find.... I got the wrong size. I spent another 30 minutes trying to pry the plastic part open to get it to work, but to no avail. Sigh. Going back tomorrow to try and get a bigger size. I'll bring the broken piece this time (. I'd love to be able to not see piles of CLEAN clothes on my floor and be able to walk. I wasn't able to before, but I could blame that on James. Now, it's just my fault. I hate it when it's my fault.

Now it's time to do the dishes and think about getting other stuff done.

May God bless you!