Adults

Sean and I have come to the conclusion that it's time for our apartment to look a little bit more - grown-up. So we started throwing out furniture that I had originally stolen from my old college dormitory (as I moved out, years ago). If we didn't buy something, we shouldn't have it in our apartment. No more garbage picking. No more stealing. We're too old.

Although I have to say, a friend of mine used to drive around on the Upper East side to pick up furniture that rich people had thrown out. And she got some pretty good stuff.

Anyway, I cleaned the living room. Also a thing grown-ups do (except for our neighbors upstairs who have a cleaning lady that comes by every Friday, those mf-ers). I scrubbed, swiffered, transfered clothes out of the room and into appropriate laundry bags. The living room is immaculate. Check out the shiny floor!
* Oh, the flag in the window is a Skåne flag, not the Danish flag. Not my fault that it is there.