It’s been over a week since my surgery. Day 9 of being home alone and I realize that I’m slowly running out of Grey’s Anatomy episodes, canvases to paint, and things to draw. I’ve switched from Instagram, Snapchat, Facebook, & Twitter and refreshed the Home feed so many times that I literally know what everyone’s been doing, eating, drinking, and wearing. Friday night was St. Paddy’s Day and while everyone’s out drinking, I stayed home with Lizzie, crying over Mark Sloane. Saturday at 4pm, I was supposed to go see Beauty and the Beast with Brian but instead stayed home and watched new episodes of The Iron Fist. Cabin Fever officially set in.
So here’s a photo diary of my pretty apartment thanks to everyone’s care packages, snacks, and bouquets of well wishes. Also, lots of photos of Lizzie.