The photo above would be the current state of our new living room. Despite the boxes, I feel more homey already!
Much to my dismay, most of the remaining boxes fall under one of these categories:
1. Clothes
2. Shoes
3. Random-crap-and-clutter
ie: pencils, papers, old ipods, old flip phones (how to toss responsibly?)
4. Random-and-clutter-I-don't-know-what-to-do-with-but-maybe-it's-important
ie: random buttons, screws, cords, instruction manuals, one side to an earring...yes, I'm that person.
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| Bedroom |
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| Living room when there are no boxes |
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| Kitchen...not yet organized. |
It's been feeling steadily productive!
I will say that the Japanese packers did an exceptional job. They are so meticulous and detail oriented, though, I felt silly that they carefully wrapped my Forever 21 jewelry...thanks, guys!
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| Our "spare" room which will mostly be a wardrobe. |
This was going to be our spare room and my little "creative" space, but it's going to turn into a wardrobe, basically. There just wasn't any storage space built into the apartment so we bought what is the biggest closet I've ever had:
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| Building the wardrobe |
I don't think this closet will ever leave this room (unless it's in pieces again).
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| This was the room empty. |
Woo! So I've been steadily filling the closet with all our work clothes.
Speaking of work, I don't start work until September, so it's been great having the time to really settle into the city. I really don't know how people move to a new country and start work right away. There's all these little things that I want to get situated and take time. The biggest being the apartment search and the actual unpacking process but even things like figuring out your local super market, where the ATMs are, and just orientating myself and getting around.
Before I finish up this post, I wanted to show the terrace of the service apartment we stayed in:
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| Construction near our terrace |
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| Speared through our sun chair |
Do you see this?
One of the bamboo scaffolding fell off at some point and speared through the chair I was sitting in earlier. I told Management and they brought over some wine and macaroons to apologize but still left wicker debris all over the terrance. We're definitely not in Japan anymore because that ish would not fly.
And lastly, a photo of my new MTR pass! It's so much cuter than the card!
Cheerio!
