Don't get all huffy. Did you really think I was going to say lovers? Gross.
Christmas is for cynics (read: me) because it's the one time of year that I kind of get out of my own head and enjoy things like Santa, gift-giving, mistletoe, kitschy decorations and glittery ornaments. Any other time of year, I would tell you to get out of my face with your childlike enthusiasm. During Christmas, it's like my heart grows three sizes... wait, that's the Grinch. Oh, the Whomanity.
Anyway, to make this Christmas even better, Sean graduated and we moved in together. I LOVE our new place. I love Sean, too, but the apartment is new so that's what I'm writing about. Since we moved in during Christmas, we had the added bonus of getting to decorate twofold: once generally, and one for the holiday. Here are photos of the new digs. As we keep upgrading, we'll keep posting. The place looks great, but it looks better in person so feel free to come visit!
He was helping me stage. CUTIE.
He also picked out the bedding. It's ok to be jealous.
Massive TV, massive make-up mirror. Win-win.
We're adorable. I'm not afraid to say it.
The closets are HUGE.
Did I mention the closets are huge?
That's a garden tub. Clearly, someone needs to work on that toilet seat issue.
This sums up everything.
The kitchen is also huge.
Things we need: another bookshelf. We really like books.
The dining room.
So many presents. Hint: they are all for Sean.
Peppermint bark and ornaments. I love Christmas!
I wish this wasn't fuzzy. It's the alkie corner.
Sean was in my way. I thought I hated the couch, but I don't. Remove foot from mouth.
The mantle. I made that garland, FYI.
Workspace.
Frat corner.
Two big bathtubs!
Among other things, my shoe closet. BE JEALOUS.
One of my best ideas ever: I'm going to hang these in front of the mirrors in the dining room so when we light the candles, the light reflects :)
Sean's work backpack. Baller status.
Again, I thought I hated the couch but I lied. The end!!
Periodically, I've decided to write entries about how NOT to behave in business. If you think this is going to be lame, you're wrong. I've got some stories, homie.
Which brings me to point #1... I once had a boss that quite sure putting up an inspirational magnet on all the building doors would fix the gossipy/catty/straight-up mean girls atmosphere in the office. Needless to say, it did not. In fact, it became slang for inaction.
There's a 60% chance that it's already raining.
Scenario one:
Angry Employee A: UGH! She is such a bitch! I have to talk to Boss about it but you know they will probably just put a magnet on it and call it a day.
Scenario two:
Downtrodden Employee B: They expect me to write all these reports, and then they just throw them away! I'm just going to give them a magnet instead.
Lesson learned: When moral is collapsing around you because of whatever reason (let's be honest, probably previous failures on your part), do not think that motivational signage will fix the issues. If it does... well...
