10 days ago was my two year anniversary in San Diego. Wow. Two years. I remember the exhilarating feeling of freedom as I moved into my own space. (One day I'll get to feel what it's like to own a place ... but for now, I am a renter)

The morning after day 1. (My bed is now in the exact location of my sleeping bag)

I've been feeling a bit motivated to change things up in my place - nothing's really changed in my place in the two years I've lived here. Maybe it's time to stop putting off all the stuff I wanted to do to spruce up my place. Hmm...