Saying goodbye to what was…

I handed them in today… gave my apartment keys to Colin to pass along to the superintendent when he vacates the apartment next week. Sometime next week. This has been, hands down, the worst move ever. Not only does Colin not know when he’s moving, he doesn’t even know where he’s moving, whether he’ll be moving into a temporary unit or his own apartment. I’ve got my fingers and toes crossed that it’ll be his own unit.

20200523_180802We walked over to the nearby strip plaza and got lots of time to chat between the lines outside and walking down aisles. JYSK (Danish household store) was finally opened. Colin looked at computer desks and I found a unicorn popsicle mould. It only makes two popsicles but there’s only one of me so that’s fine.

Then we went to Dollarama and the biggest miracle of all happened. I didn’t buy a single thing. Not one single item. It’s one of those things that just doesn’t happen. I feel quite good about it to be honest.

We went back to the apartment and I chatted with a friend for a while and then Colin and I chatted for a bit before I left.

I dreamed of moving to that apartment, it was my dream home, my apartment with two balconies and a pantry and my building with an indoor pool and gym. We lived there for eight years. And I stood there in the living room and felt nothing. It was a stranger’s place. This is home, my tiny apartment.

I’ll never be in the north Oshawa apartment again. Chances are I’ll never be in that building. But I’m okay with that. It ceased to become home a long time ago. And now it’s Colin’s turn. I hope his space turns into his home as much as my space has turned into mine!

It’s the little things…

As the saying goes, it’s the little things that make a house a home. And my apartment is no exception. I shared pictures of my apartment last week, stepping back so I could take in the whole room, but that meant the little things were minimalized or overlooked entirely. Now it’s time for them to shine.

rainbow unicorn on my monitor

This little guy sits on my monitor so I see him every time I look up. I love all the rainbows and glitter

glow in the dark moon

I got this moon via AliExpress and it really does glow

dare to be different wall sticker

When I’m feeling anxious it’s nice to have a small pep talk on being myself. It’s hanging on my closet door

Super Mario

Colin got this for me. Mario lives on my bedroom windowsill

rainbow unicorns in my shower

No, I don’t play with them, they’re just decor. I actually don’t even have a bathtub, I have a bathtub sized shower stall. Somehow, even though my apartment is not a handicapped unit, I ended up with lowered lightswitch plates, a lowered peep hole and an accessible shower stall.

salt and pepper shakers

These salt and pepper shakers are part of Walmart’s Pioneer Woman collection and I though they were too cute not to buy.

unicorn sloth on a rainbow

Another “had to buy” purchase. I bought my little sloth unicorn at Dollar Tree and he lives on my hutch. So sparkly… so rainbowy

Shrieky Poulet

Shrieky Poulet, my rubber chicken, lives in my ficus tree in the living room. If you look to the left you can see one of my colour changing lights. At night it’s like he’s in a disco, minus the crowds

sequin unicorn

I saw this unicorn at Superstore and just had to have her. She was the last one in their $5 Christmas bin. Ironically they had the identical unicorns in the Valentine’s Day bin for $25

And that’s it. Well it’s not exactly it. I didn’t share my squishy blue unicorn with a rainbow mane, or my red light up pound symbol with Toad sitting on it or… well you get the picture. I hope you have things in your home that make you smile just as much as mine make me smile!

Home tiny home…

Everyone kept telling me I should take my time unpacking but anxiety just wouldn’t let me do that. So many boxes… so many bags of wrappings. But it’s pretty much done now. Just two more boxes to go into my hutch.

I could natter all day long but I know what people have been waiting for (mainly because you keep telling me). Pictures. Enjoy!

kitchen

My kitchen’s a little on the small side but it works for me. I made hot and sour soup in here yesterday and it was so good!

family photos

My family photo wall. I still have a few more to add but need nails first

kitchen table

My kitchen table and a bonus cat. I think it’s Lara

top of hutch

My dining room hutch. The sign says “Just Breathe” and I love my little sloth on a rainbow!

living room2

My living room. I was going to get a futon but decided the room is much too small

living room1

This shows the room size a bit better

fairy garden

My fairy garden. Someone told me they had dry moss come back alive so I’ve been misting it regularly

bathroom decor

I’m sure everyone’s seen bathrooms before so I’ll just share the wall art and a bit of the shower curtain

Nana's vase and roses

My Nana’s vase and roses. She loved those roses because they have clear droplets on the petal and she thought it looked like rain.

bedroom

And last but not least, my bedroom. My Mom made the needlepoint picture on the far left

I hope you enjoyed the pictures and I’ll be posting again soon!

Throwback Thursday…

I just found an old photograph of the kids and it’s so sweet I had to share. The kids are eating homemade creamsicles made with juice and yogourt and the cat in the back is our old cat Pumpkin (he’s on a leash).

I know I’ve shared several childhood photos recently but I’ve been feeling a bit nostalgic this past week and, well, the kids were adorable.

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What makes a house a home…

Kait and Elmo

Kait sharing a laugh with Elmo

I was looking at my hutch and the wooden home sign on the shelf when I thought to myself, “What makes a house a home”? I’d always thought it was the people in the house that made it a home. Love, kindness, and shared connections. The bonds of family and friendship.

I spent 23 years raising my children and had no doubt our place was a home. There was almost visible love around us and kindness. And, of course, friends. Our home had plenty of hugs and kisses, plenty of listening, and lots of “I love you”. It was home sweet home.

Then I moved here with Colin. It felt different moving without Kait but, with Colin, it was still home. And now it’s me moving all by myself.

I can look at all the gorgeous things I’ve bought for this apartment. My bronze twig cutlery set, rainbow cups (one set from me and one from my parents), beautiful wall art. Everything to make my apartment more inviting. But items don’t make a home. Can it be a home when I’m by myself?

I’m going to have four cats with me to love and spoil. I have friends already talking about visiting. And I’m sure I’ll make friends there, especially since there are groups being held in the building.

Those are all good but my final thought was it’s what’s inside your heart that matters. If you enter and your heart feels at peace, you’re home. No matter who or how many people live there.

I’m not sure when I’m going to get there, the building is under construction, but when I arrive, I know I’m going to be at home.

Kait, Colin, and frog

Kait and Colin while camping