Sweet Home


I’ve always thought you can learn so much about a person by wandering through their home, perusing their bookshelves, peaking in their cupboards. With permission. Obviously. It’s almost as enlightening as meeting one’s parents. You can’t hide much!


Before moving to Boston, thanks to some sage advice from others who had done a cross-country move, I sold all of my furniture and planned to start from scratch once I got into my apartment. That endeavor proved to be much more stressful than I thought, but it’s been just as fun as I had hoped. After way too many hours spent on Craigslist and at Ikea, including some magic photoshopping work to ensure all my choices would work, I finally made the key decisions, unpacked all the boxes, hung pictures, and settled in.


Welcome to my home sweet home. In Boston.


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