Remember my cute puppy Sadie that I introduced you all to the other day? Well, at 6:12am...not quite so cute anymore. She has been waking up earlier lately to GO, and I can't seem to get back to sleep. My mind starts swirling with projects and to do lists and call this person and you really should...it's maddening. Hence the reason for this post being written in the wee hours of the morning light. *sigh* Here's what's in the noggin now:
I am completely addicted to buying stuff for our home. Not just any stuff, mind you, but accessories kinda stuff. "Smalls" I think they call it. Little things, inexpensive things, to cozy up a home. Doesn't sound all that bad in theory, but in this household it's taking over. I don't mean to say that I have hundreds of knick-knacks (tried to spell tchochkes but think it's wrong?) on every surface. Just what I think is the "right" amount for where I want to put things. The rest are in their own little storage area! My attempt to contain the leftovers...the stuff that you still really, really like and don't want to get rid of 'cause you might change your mind one day, or change out accessories for a room, or decorate for the holidays, or I'm not sure what to do with that or where it will go but I really like it kind of stuff. "That's so cool!", you say in your head? Yes and no. It would be cool if I could contain everything in that one spot, but there's just too much. Too much stuff. And it's taking over. Time for drastic measures.
How does one become addicted to the littles? I credit it to not having much extra money for so many years. The first 9 1/2 yrs of our marriage we only bought 3 major pieces of furniture. Our mattress, and 2 couches. The rest was hand-me-downs from parents, grandparents, and even some stuff my mom got when SHE was young and single, hand-me-downs also from her cousin's divorce sale! Yup, I have divorce leftovers, twice removed. So, the only thing for several years that we could spend leftover money on (which didn't add up to much) was the little accessory stuff. Picture frames, pretty little things, tabletop/surface decorating. It fed my need to shop at the flea market, or just about any place, for a while, and really was my wayof trying to make my house a home.
Since moving to NC not quite 2 yrs ago into a lower cost of living, and a less expensive (though newer & larger-go figure) home, we have the extra bit of moulah to actually get furniture. Now my home doesn't look so empty as it did before. Now the littler stuff is suffocating me! I really must have a garage sale or something! ANYthing, as long as I don't have the extra pile of STUFF in my bedroom and garage...attic...oh, and the kids closet! I must make the room. No more shopping for this girl! No, sirree! At least until I GO TO THE JUNK BONANZA in 6 more weeks, baby!! Whoo-hoo! Then all bets are off. :)