another WORKSPACE post

Someone I live with might have mentioned to me that the time between my posts is getting longer and longer, and they’re sounding a bit down lately. And that’s totes true. Mostly because when I’m busy in real life, my consistency goes out the window. BUT NOT SO ANYMORE! Behold, a post within 2 days of my last post. AND on a cheerier subject – our new office space. YAY!

As I’ve mentioned before, I’m a nerd for all things workspaces, home offices, and stationery. The only downside about moving this years was that I finally got my workspace just so, and I had a whole separate room with two desks and lots of space to play around with. Now we both share one desk and one corner of our combined kitchen/living/dining rectangle. I’ve been plotting and planning how to get our this space working at its optimal form, taking into consideration the following:

1. We can’t hang anything on the walls – including command hooks
2. We have limited wall space thanks to some awesome windows
3. We’re sharing the space – a challenge unto itself.

I knew a shelving unit was the answer – something to corral all our stuff without looking too bulky, blocking the windows, and not costing an arm and a leg. And after weeks of looking, researching, planning, and convincing Joel that yes, this is absolutely essential to my our wellbeing, and with a little help from my pals at Ikea and a 5 day weekend, I finally got to finish step one of our remodel. Nothing dramatic, but it’s much better than what we had before. Take a gander!

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Before, view one: hodge-podge, and stuff stacked on the ground, spilling out of the shelves
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Before, view two: more hodge-podge + desk
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After! New shelves. More space, and no more shit stacked on the floor
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Wheeee tidy desk, too. With a calendar to make me feel guilty keep me on track

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Our old spice/medicine rack re-purposed into a stellar stationery rack (those 4 for $2 fat spice jars from Ikea are awesome for holding paper clips and tacks and other small things)

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Still figuring out with Joel the best way to store all his bits and bobs – another work in progress.
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Mascots.
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🙂

The open shelves make the space feel bigger, and they aren’t as clunky or bulky as the ones we had before. Plus matching (+10). And the adjustable, stackable shelves mean we can add and change it up depending on how much space we need. Even if it did take about 2 hours of assembling and reassembling to get the shelves measured juuuust right. And walking in and seeing stuff put away because there is room to put is totes amaze.

I sat in the new workspace and wrote tonight, and it felt good. It’s a new place to help me get stay back on track. Yes, that’s me. Totally inspired by Ikea shelves and a few cute stationery bits.

Here’s to new starts and renewed productivity!

xo

In the Name of Lamps

Around 6:30 on Friday night, it started to rain. And it has barely let up since. Besides getting so soaked on Friday night that my Chucks still aren’t dry, it’s been fantastic.

Joel was shooting all weekend, so I thought I would be stuck to the couch, reading and catching up on shitty TV as kept my fingers crossed that our balcony door didn’t leak again. I slept in a bit on Saturday morning, warmed up all my clothes in the dryer for 25 mins (I’m pretty sure this is the closest I’ll ever get to being back in the womb – that 3-5 minutes of intense, soft warmth is so worth it.), made coffee, and burrowed into the couch to re-watch Game of Thrones. Changed my mind to Dance Moms. Changed my mind to Mad Men. Changed my mind to Teen Mom 2. Changed my mind to Downtown Abbey. And finally I was all SILVER STALLION! It took me 30 mins to figure out what to waste my precious weekend and brain cells on, but I finally did it. Also, as you can clearly see that I have no middle ground when it comes to TV – it’s shit, or it’s amazing.

I was looking forward to some serious couch time. I even had a stack of books ready to go. But, as I finished my coffee, and was about half-way through The Silver Stallion, I got hit by a wave of restlessness – which I was hoping wouldn’t happen. I’ve been feeling better in terms of anxiety, but I’ve still had my moments where I feel it edging up to me. And I feel it mostly when I’m sitting around and supposed to be doing nothing. And my go-to coping mechanism is cleaning, deep cleaning, and obsessively rearranging. Call me Monica.

The dishes were done, the counter tops deep scrubbed, fridge cleaned out, rubbish sorted, clothes put away, bathroom cleaned, and I was thiiiiis close to vacuuming and dusting. And then I decided to brave the wind and rain because I really needed a lamp for my bedroom. And a pair of sweat pants that didn’t fall down each time I stood up. With the mantra of Treat Yo’self running through my head, I bundled up and made the trek to the mall.  I was drenched when I got home, with a giant bag of groceries, homewares, and a lamp. But I was pretty happy with the results:

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Yay, I can read in bed now!
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I also picked up a little basket for my books – and I like how the wire almost camouflages the sea of power cords.
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I also bought some fruit and veg baskets, since our fruit and veg drawer is actually a film drawer.

 

I haven’t had a bedside lamp since I moved to Australia. It hasn’t been too high on the priority list because Joel had one, we had over head lighting, and to be honest – I’ve never bought a lamp before, beyond big paper lanterns. Lamps are things that always materialised from family members or roommates and I’ve never had to go out of my way to buy one. It felt strangely adult/First World Problem to consider each lamp and how it’d look in the room. But in the end I went with the cheapest one. And I didn’t expect Joel to care too much about the lamp either – he already had one, and lamps aren’t a big deal to him. But I finally got to hear the words I’ve been longing to hear – “I don’t usually like it when you buy baskets, but that basket is nice. I want one.” And smug Audrey felt exceptionally smug.

This morning I woke up a bit earlier, determined to enjoy the rain from my bed nest – complete with new lamp and an extra blanket from the couch – and half-way through my coffee and Dance Moms, the restless bug hit again. So I bundled up again and faced the elements for another round of lamp and basket shopping. This time I wasn’t as lucky – I was soaked by the time I got to K-Mart, and absolutely drenched from tip to toe when I got home. My umbrella was turned inside out by blowing wind so much that it’s basically broken. And it’s been 11 hours and my boots are still wet. Apparently between Saturday night and Sunday morning the weather changed from rain showers to full on cyclone. But the matching lamps and baskets are pretty awesome, so it was worth it:

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So I might develop pneumonia for the sake of obsessive homewares acquirement, and I’m pretty much fine with that, because I’ve always figured that would happen to me.

Tune in next time, when I risk life and limb for an area rug or pastel, geometrically designed candle holder.

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Oh yes – new sweat pants. Fo’sho.

 

Things I love

This Instax Wall 

IMG_3633 While I was at work on Tuesday, Joel printed out a bunch of Instax photos of our time together and hung them in the hallway leading to our bedroom. I smile everytime I walk past it. Especially at that ghetto gold wearing mean mug photo taken in 2013, which feels like a million years ago. We were devouring day old Olive Garden salad and listening to Juicy Jay when he took that photo. /hardcore

This Hoodie 

IMG_3632I have a serious love for lounge clothes. I walked past this hoodie at the ol’ Targèt back in the States more times than I can count, always wanting it, but putting it back because it just wasn’t *quite* what I wanted. Until one day, I bought it on impulse. The inside looks like terry cloth, so it feels like wearing a towel (which is awesome). It’s lightweight, and it looks vintage. The zipper has yet to stick and the fabric has yet to pull or pill. But, it’s an irreparably dingey creme color that doesn’t match much besides all my grey clothes, and the stripes make me look pregnant when zipped up.

I'm in my second trimester of butter gestation.
I’m in my second trimester of butter gestation.

Still, I kept it around because there is just something about it that makes me happy. But, in my ruthless clothes purge on Sunday, my motivation was to get rid of things I hung on to “because they made me happy”, but that I never wear. So I tossed this in the donate pile, figuring I’d find something better. When Joel saw it in the pile, he said, “but that’s your favorite hoodie!” And I thought about it. It is one of my go-to comfort pieces. Just because I don’t wear it out doesn’t mean I don’t wear it. I put it on and I’ve worn it all week. Joel says this hoodie is “Classic Audrey flavour.” And now I can never get rid of it. Way to save it from the reaping, Joel.

This Show

IMG_3635You know when you’re drunk, and you have a really deep, important, mind blowing conversation with someone and you wake up the next morning remembering only bits and pieces? Five years in, and every season premiere of Game of Thrones makes me feel the same way. No wonder the books have glossaries. But it’s still awesome.

This Sake Glass Filled with Pink Milk 

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We just watched Fed Up, which let me know that I’m addicted to sugar. Which made me want to eat more sugar. Mmm. Processed Foods.

Joel bought this jar full of sake while he was in Japan. I know pink milk is basically the opposite of sake, but pink milk panda cup is the greatest.

What are you loving this week?