Emma Hoareau
January 10, 2013

HONEY.I’M.HOME.

Although perhaps being wildly optimistic that I have a honey at home (or anywhere else

for that matter), welcome to my new abode. Having been here for a little over a month, it

finally feels like the adjustment period is over. I’m used to it, and it’s used to me.

(It has also got a lot more homely since my first week, when I didn’t have any of

my stuff apart from a sleeping bag and a bag of clothes…)

I have lots of little trinkets, some of which you may remember from my student home, and

some new ones dotted around. I still have far too many magazines to fit in such a small area

and a collection of overflowing drawers, wardrobes, and any kind of surfaces. (Even though I

got rid of five bin bags of clothes! #firstworldproblems)