A long, long time ago (I can still remember) Mr M and I decided that the next step was Barcelona. That was good. Then I applied for Uni, and I got in. That was good too. And now September is at the doorstep and we have no flat. Now, that's not so good.
Plus, I am having all this nesting cravings. I want chairs, tables, shelves and plates. A bit like when I moved to Oxford, only worse because I know the space will be more ours, and not a standard university flat.
I've even been to Ikea (I needed a trip so badly, there was no Ikea in Oxford), and been unable to get anything because I cannot even imagine where will we end up (although there is a place I'd looove to get other than the mentioned in flat love. Send good vibes this way and I'll tell you all about it if i get it!).
I'll leave you with images of one of my life cravings: blackboard paint. I'd paint everything in it. I'd paint myself in it. I still don't know why, but I love it.