So basically Trung has concluded that I am fucking insane. I think he might leave me before the new year.
He came over and saw me working on this:
“What’s that?” he asked. He thought I was working on some prints or more greeting cards.
I turned to him slowly and awkwardly smiled. “Um. I…”
And then he came closer, looking over my shoulder. “Is that…?”
Yes, Trung. I made an Illustrator file of my apartment and all the furniture inside so that I can move things around like a crazy woman without actually physically moving them.
I’ve set up various artboards to see where the fucking sectional can go, and if it would make sense to put the dining table back into what was originally the dining room. I was up until 3am moving things around and adjusting measurements.
Look, I don’t know what the big deal is. I think it’s FUN.