successful transplant

Technically, I am all moved in. All of my most important things are within the confines of this eight-by-ten-foot block. My clothes in drawers, my coats on hangers, my shoes on shelves. I feel like a master puzzler, having fit such an absurd amount of things into such a tight space. My lovely orange shelf unit is still jammed to the brim with stuff, and I have an empty bin waiting to be filled, and the plastic drawers under my desk are half empty and not at all organized. I will get to them, yes, but they cannot be opened when my fan is in its optimal position. And my fan is the most beloved item in my room at the moment.

I have had a wonderful couple days back… the stifling heat has kept us moving at a slow pace, but it’s a kind of friendly relaxation that I haven’t felt all summer. For once, I have no need to do anything, and for once, I don’t make up more things that need done. I always make myself feel so busy, whether I’m busy or not… this hodge-podge, plan-as-you-go schedule is a nice change for me.

It’s fun and funny to be living in a new place. I’m on the other side of campus, in a new room, with a new walk to class and most of my friends very close by. Everything on campus is the same, yet everything is so different and new; it’s familiar but exciting and it fills me with content.

I managed to crank out a design (whales of course!) for Spoonflower‘s free swatch day (today!), and ordered my swatches. I’m quite excited, and if they turn out alright perhaps I will order some lovely whale fabric for myself come birthday time. I love the idea of making my own fabric; what could be more fun?

I wish it were fall. I can’t wait for sweaters and scarves. It’s so hot… I love my fan.