The Girl and I spent the weekend prior to this one painting our bedroom. This is probably not newsworthy in and of itself, except for the fact that it is the last major move-in change that we plan to make, which in turn signals that we are finally completely moved in, sort of.

We’ve spent so much time in the last few months running around wasting time on unimportant aspects of our life, like work, or time with each other, that we hadn’t really had time to focus on the important things in life, like The Girl’s shrine to McDreamy in our guest bedroom, or my season of FIFA on Playstation 2, or what color walls we want to be looking at every night, as we tuck ourselves into bed, and condemn ourselves to eternity in hell for living together before marriage. And what color does one embark upon when trying to live in sin, exactly? Of course, the answer to that question is Chive:

But let’s start at the beginning. The moving process for us was quite a long one. We made the decision to move in together about three months before we actually did move, and that gave us ample time to discuss what we wanted out of a new apartment, as far as what the space needed to provide to us, as well as what we wanted to bring to the space ourselves, to make it a reflection of no longer just her or I, but of us both, as one. Saying such a thing, however, is much easier than doing such a thing.

We eventually decided that we wanted some fairly neutral colors, with some bright splashes, and we had big plans. The first weekend after we moved, we decided to begin painting, before boxes were even unpacked, in the living room. We had decided that we wanted a neutral color in the area we’d be spending so much of our time in, and so we settled on a color aptly named Harvest Brown:

It has to be said at some point, and now seems as good as any. The Girl, and I, well, we love each other very much. We don’t however, always tend to see eye to eye on every little thing. We do though, argue so little, that when we do engage each other, we usually do so awkwardly, or over inane details, since we’re so out of practice. For instance, replacing the toilet paper roll when you use the last few sheets, is often haggled over. Such was the case with our kitchen and dining area. The Girl and I originally clashed on what colors would go where, and the level of effort that the colors we wanted would take. Since it was decided that The Girl would probably be doing most of the painting, I acquiesced to preferences. And we still ended up having to put five coats of Cherry Cobbler on the walls:

We finished off the apartment with a fair dose of kitsch and as many pictures of friends and family as we could fit into the place, focusing on black picture frames and shelving accenting all three major areas of the house.

So far as homes go, both The Girls’ and my online presences are moving as well. What you’re seeing in now is simply temporary housing, and the same can be said for yayaprincess.com. Lot’s of under the hood modifications are happening right now (Right Now! Like, literally, as you read this!), and I’m working on new designs for both as well. But I will say, that the these temporary digs that were chosen to get us through to the new designs were chosen because they bear at least a passing similarity to the permanent counterparts, so if you like what you see, either here or there, let the Girl or I know.