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We came. We built. We destroyed. Well, actually, we sold stuff, cleared space, painted, packed, and our friends moved my lovely girlfriend from her apartment to mine. Yes, two tag sales bagged us $500, the fabulous lemon-icing paint looks great in the living room, and our sex-life is even better on a new mattress! But when we woke up groggy the morning after moving day, after we threw away the pizza boxes and recycled the beer bottles, we looked around and what did we see?

Eighty-five boxes of stuff to unpack. Sigh.

Now, it's cool stuff: great art, funky dishes, major pots and pans, and heady books galore. Honestly, I know the place is going to be grand — someday. However, my BFF told me that it took her boyfriend a whole year for him to unpack all his boxes. Another friend suggested we unpack two boxes a night, every night after work. Gradually, the job will get done.

Okay, right, but before we can unpack my GF's monstrous collection of kitchenware, we have to hang some cabinets and create more storage room in the kitchen. So, I'll be learning how to fasten objects to a wall, and the difference between a metal toggle bolt and a lead masonry wall anchor. Also, we have to reinforce the bookshelves and get some wood glue on the antique table. And, we really should paint the bathroom.

Oy!

Oh, and I've been searching Craigslist — a great resource —for used cabinets. (Bonus for buying used furniture: it's already assembled!) We'll also be checking out Brooklyn Flea for the first time this weekend. The Flea is a curated market in a gigantic schoolyard, and besides folks bartering and selling their wares, there are phenomenal Latin American vendors selling the most delicious tacos and huaraches. Sometimes there is a unique marching band trailing through the market, too.

We'll be out there, but we should be unpacking all weekend, hmm? What would you do?

Juliana Luecking, aka Queen Juliana, is a MOLI View contributing editor for Life & Love.

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