Somehow, we’re halfway through May, which means it’s almost June which basically means we’re practically halfway through this wacky year. I’m simultaneously freaked out, glad, disheartened, grateful, and grumpy all at the same time about this fact. It’s such a confusing time and I spend a lot of time flitting from one inappropriate reaction to the next. Hey ho, onwards.

After last weekend’s internet outage and another surprisingly frantic week at work, this weekend we have been about settling a bit. Being at home has made us focus on home in a way that, er…living in this apartment for nearly a year hadn’t yet… We ordered a basic Ikea shelving unit to help improve our storage and I picked up yet more houseplants. Oops. But the fact is that I’m really loving the way our living room – where I’m spending the vast majority of my time – is coming together. In spite of our last apartment being by far our nicest (we’re missing that terrace right now, I can tell you), this one is shaping up to feel the most homelike of any of the four we’ve lived in thus far. I’m hoping we can stay here for a long time, it just works for us.

Is anyone else experiencing this feeling about their home or space right now, or are you just sick of it and bursting to break out?