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A year in the life

It feels like I’ve hit some pretty big milestones in a few key areas lately. I get all nostalgic in the fall, and I can’t help but compare where I am now with where I was a year ago—and luckily I’ve got the receipts in handy blog form. For one, I was everyone’s favourite single storyteller. Still going…… Continue reading A year in the life

Friends · Life · Relationship

Two is the loneliest number

I’ve been cleaning a lot lately. Well, I cleaned the tub twice in two weeks, which is a lot for me. I’ve been doing laundry, including folding that shit and putting it away. I even vacuumed yesterday. I can count on one hand the number of times I vacuumed in my old apartment (my former…… Continue reading Two is the loneliest number

Life · Relationship

Move along

You’ll have to forgive my absence lately, but I was kinda extremely fucking busy unlocking a new achievement: cohabitation! After what felt like months of prep (but isn’t because Bogart and I weren’t together that long before he bamboozled me into moving in with him), we settled into our new place just over a week ago. Er, settled may…… Continue reading Move along

Life · Relationship

To say the lease-t

I promised you a series about apartment hunting, and a series you shall have. Spoiler alert: we found a place, and we get keys in 12 (holy shit!) days. I’m not moving until mid-month, and he has his place until the end of May, but still: Although our search was relatively short, it was still plenty…… Continue reading To say the lease-t

Dating · Relationship

Home is where the heart is

Finally, all those years of online dating are paying off (they technically paid off when I met Bogart, of course, but now I can put those skills to some sort of practical use)! I am apartment hunting. Technically we are apartment hunting, but I’m the one with the quasi-normal schedule, and I’m a bit controlling of…… Continue reading Home is where the heart is

Life · Relationship

Get movin’

A few months ago, despite my affection for the stoop and my generally awesome apartment, I started thinking about moving. I missed the neighbourhood I used to live in and I longed to live on my own again. Then along came Bogart. I talked about my apartment daydreams with him, and he sort of tiptoed around the idea…… Continue reading Get movin’