Craving Order, Yearning for Structure
Jun. 14th, 2004 12:46 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
judecorpWe were productive little monkeys today who unpacked the last of the remaining boxes (except for the books, because we need to buy bookshelves), and stowed the storage stuff in the back closet. We broke down all of the boxes and put them aside, and stacked all of the empty bins and put those to the side as well. (We'll be taking them to RI next weekend to put them in my father's basement.) I spent some time reorganizing some of our bathroom stuff and cleaning out the bathroom, including the cat box. I ran the dishwasher and did all of our laundry. Jen cleaned our shelving units so I can put stuff on them, and we talked about where we wanted to put art and other decorations.
I am /so/ glad to have the boxes and bins out of the way of everything. I am so relieved to have the storage stuff tucked away. Clutter makes me so anxious. Besides, it just didn't feel entirely like a home with piles of stuff all over the place. It's now starting to look like people actually live here. Moreso when the art is up, I'm sure. And the books. Books make a place look lived-in, I think. There's a sense of permanence around an arrangement of books.
I'm also starting to get settled in here and generally feeling like this is where I live. I'm getting used to the appliances and the shower and all of those little nuances that you forget have to be accustomed to. I'm looking forward to getting a new bed (please let us be able to get a new bed soon!), because the mattress/box spring are on the floor in a temporary state and I'd like something a little more permanent.
I was telling someone today in an email that I think I have some borderline autistic tendencies because I crave routine and have the need for things to be a certain way all the time. I feel really discombobulated when I don't have a set routine, even if I might complain about said routine. Right now the days are flowing into one another and unless I have something specific (like a job interview) I may not even know what day it is. This is disconcerting to me. I need structure, dammit!
Monday: face-to-face interview with Big Sisters of Greater Boston
Tuesday: phone interview with On The Rise
Thursday: face-to-face interview with Communities For People, Inc.
Good night!
I am /so/ glad to have the boxes and bins out of the way of everything. I am so relieved to have the storage stuff tucked away. Clutter makes me so anxious. Besides, it just didn't feel entirely like a home with piles of stuff all over the place. It's now starting to look like people actually live here. Moreso when the art is up, I'm sure. And the books. Books make a place look lived-in, I think. There's a sense of permanence around an arrangement of books.
I'm also starting to get settled in here and generally feeling like this is where I live. I'm getting used to the appliances and the shower and all of those little nuances that you forget have to be accustomed to. I'm looking forward to getting a new bed (please let us be able to get a new bed soon!), because the mattress/box spring are on the floor in a temporary state and I'd like something a little more permanent.
I was telling someone today in an email that I think I have some borderline autistic tendencies because I crave routine and have the need for things to be a certain way all the time. I feel really discombobulated when I don't have a set routine, even if I might complain about said routine. Right now the days are flowing into one another and unless I have something specific (like a job interview) I may not even know what day it is. This is disconcerting to me. I need structure, dammit!
Monday: face-to-face interview with Big Sisters of Greater Boston
Tuesday: phone interview with On The Rise
Thursday: face-to-face interview with Communities For People, Inc.
Good night!
