10 Weeks of Pseudo-Homelessness

It’s official.
I’m homeless.
Okay not quite. 
Technically I’m living in two places.
Which is way less fabulous than it sounds.
You know those people who are like,
“Oh I summer in Maine but winter in Florida. 
It’s fabulous dahhhling.”
It’s nothing like that. 
My lease ended and now here I sit at the bf’s computer with half my clothes hanging in his closet.
And half are at my parents house in the room I share with my 11 year-old sister.
This makes putting together cute outfits a bit more complicated.
So far what I do know about this arrangement is that not knowing where I will be living in 10 weeks is stressing me out! I know 10 weeks is not a long time but I just hate being in two places at once and not being able to really call either “mine”.
Though my family and Naveed have been more than accommodating, not everyone has been super pleased with the arrangement.
cough…Naveed’s roommate….cough
So mostly for the next two months or so I’ll be trying not to overstay my welcome at any one place.
Ideally, we’d like to stay in Naveed’s current apartment AND 
have the option to get a fur-ball. 
Until we know for sure, we are anxiously 
(okay, honestly I’m the only one anxious about it. Nav is cool as a cucumber.) 
waiting for an email from his landlord to see if he’ll let us. 
My heart skips a beat out of excitement for the first place we will call home and the golden retriever that will be running around.
Oh yeah, and I’ll have this handsome fella as my roommate:
My first attempt at a portrait with my new camera!
So even in all the madness, I still feel beyond lucky.
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