To move, or not to move...

The longest I have ever lived in one place (since childhood) is two years. I've got moving fever. Since graduating college over seven years ago, I have lived in eight apartments. That is a lot of moving. As my current lease is nearing an end, I am faced with a decision, to move or not to move? It's the first time in eight apartments worth-of-time that I don't know the answer to that question. But I have narrowed down my options to 1) a larger two-bedroom apartment within my current complex, or 2) NOT MOVING. And though I know the decision is up to me, I figured I should blog-it-out in hopes of a actually making a decision.

Current apartment on the left.

Lue doesn't care where we live.

Centered

Odd, little, fun things while out and about in Ann Arbor.

Portrait of Two Chairs

Those who know me, know I love to collect things. I'm not a crazy collector, you'll find no hoarding here, but I've got small collections. Pyrex dishes, teapots, fabrics and even a box of Lego men circa 1992. Part of the fun of collecting is the thrill of the hunt, or find, in my case. Although two isn't exactly a collection, these new additions to my living room were a thrilling find! I came across them a few weekends ago while at an antique store in Eastern Market. There was a going out of business sale and I snatched up these mid-century, Grand Rapids, MI made chairs (along with a beat up end table) for $75! Best deal in the world? Who knows. The price was worth the find and I can now end my endless hunting on Criagslist!

Special thanks to Mark for the wood-working surgery needed to save the life of the one on the right!