moving moving

So unfortunately we've been so busy getting organized at the house that i've managed to snap only a few photos:

Turns out my boyfriend is way handier than I had originally thought. He's been hanging up artwork like crazy. It's all starting to come together.


Patapouf's only job is to act as supervisor. He's pretty good at it:



The kitchen has been my world since we've arrived. I can't stop cooking. I really don't know what compelled me to take a picture of my bubbling chicken broth rather than the adorable kitchen but photos of my workplace will come soon.



While i'm cooking, Thomas writes. Patapouf and Thomas have formed an undeniable bond...no matter how much Thomas wants to deny it. Lonely little Poof Poof waits patiently by the door to his writing den for him to come out.





So far, the evenings tend to look like exhaustion:



More to come once I get clicking away on my camera!