Moving mess

Moving into a new house is extremely stressful. I don’t like doing it. And yet, I find myself doing it fairly often. Of course, there’s the excitement of a new home, new neighborhood, new local hangouts. But I’m not sure it’s worth the effort it takes to rent the U-haul and spend long days wielding heavy furniture down stairs, around corners, through doorways.

My back is killing me.

But last night I spent my first night in my new octagon-shaped room. I find the idea of an octagonal room very charming, but it is in fact, very difficult to decorate. Here’s how I’m doing so far. What do you think?