We got the keys to our new apartment today (squee!), which means we've been systematically tearing apart our old apartment for the entire week, in preparation.
My flowers from last week are going strong, and I appropriated a few of them for a tiny arrangement. My mom found this beautiful milk glass bud vase in a thrift store and snatched it up for me (she knows me well) and I needed to get it into circulation ASAP, even though there isn't much point in putting flowers around the house when everything else is already in boxes.
I've got my fingers crossed for a nice smooth move this weekend. I'm aiming for no more than 2 moving related freak outs. Because aiming for none would be unrealistic.