I’m moving soon! And while there will be plenty to say about that in the future (hint), I wanted to take a moment to memorialize the current place before I dive into packing/ decluttering/ Craigslisting this week.
I was unbelievably lucky with this apartment. I signed a one-year lease without even seeing the place in person, and it turned out even better than I could have hoped–spacious, bright, lots of closet space. And, of course, the hardwood floors and avocado green walls turned out to be a great backdrop for my “grad school chic” aesthetic. (By which I mean–I managed to make Craigslist furniture look pretty good in here.)
This apartment has been a good place to live. Heart emoji goes here —> .
And this week I’m faced with the prospect of needing to rent a palm sander in order to whip this quirky little fella into shape, so I’m also a bit jealous of VEB’s garage and power tools and not having strip furniture on the kitchen counter. VEB is pretty much #goals.
This is the week of Craiglist deep dives, apparently. It’s so soothing, looking at people’s weird junk. Much better than contemplating the political situation to the south. (And yes–I’m updating a couple of things in the apartment; pics to follow once all the pieces have fallen into place!)
This listing for the most perfect gorgeous mirror almost killed me. Free?!?!? Of course it was gone before I could hit send on my “OMG YES PLEASE” email.
I find Craigslist to be vastly entertaining. I tend to not be very specific in my search terms, but just browse endlessly and have a million open tabs in my browser. I like the absurdities and the beauties, the highs and the lows. And while usually I just look at CL for fun, I do love the sense of destiny and kismet when you see a thing that just belongs to you, before it’s even really yours.
I have wanted another lamp for the living room for a while now, and have looked at all sorts of things from brassy hanging lamps to Art Deco nudes. Nothing quite hit the sweet spot of functionality plus price plus accessibility, however. I don’t have a car, so a CL purchase has to do what I need it to, at the right price point, and be either within a reasonable distance by bus or be reasonable to pay for delivery. Obviously in the case of my glorious conversation settee, it was worth taking the SkyTrain down to Richmond and paying for delivery!
In the case of this lamp, it was located an easy 2.1 km from my apartment. That’s walking distance! So, I emailed the seller with a $20 offer, and then checked my email obsessively for the next nine hours until she emailed back. Then, (after being so excited I could hardly sleep) it was walkin’ time.
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How to Take Your Lamp for a Walk:
Slap on some sunscreen. I recommend something sweat-proof–it’s hot out there!
Put on your headphones, dark sunglasses, and a slightly bored facial expression–you’re not doing anything special or weird; you take your lamp for a walk all the time!
Don’t make eye contact with any of the people who stare at you and your fabulous lamp.
Take breaks if you need ’em–your lamp may be heavier than expected. Just pick a shady spot and pretend you’re getting a text message–bloop!
Bring your lamp inside to its new home, where it belongs.
I am not 100% sold on the lampshade; in addition to being full of dust and a bit worn, it also doesn’t fit the lamp properly, and isn’t quite the right colour against the avocado walls. But it’s good enough for now. Also good enough for now is the little table: it is covered in waterspots and scratches. But I’m not in the mood for a furniture-stripping project (still recovering from the ottoman legs), so the plan is to find a nice large pot and stick a plant there.