Waiting for this house is really hard. Hence the title of this post. It's November 12th and we probably don't get to move in until December 5th. So I am dying. I just wish we got to be in there before Thanksgiving so that we could have that whole weekend to move and organize and cook turkey and mashed potatoes in our new house. Instead we will have to do that in our old apartment, which is chocked full of unpleasant memories of my past cooking misadventures. Curses. In an odd way, I'm kind of excited to do Thanksgiving with just Matt and I... our little family celebrating together. But I'm sure I'll miss my friends and family on that day, especially if all Matt wants to do is watch the Lions, which I'm sure he will. Maybe we'll have people over. They can eat on our... coffee table? Hm. Another reason for the house.
And another thing about the house... I'm already stressed out about how to decorate it. Stupid, I know. How often do you get to go out and buy all new furniture? I should be excited. But it's not like, "Oh, we need a new dresser so let's go find one and we'll get a good deal and use a coupon" or something. It's more like, "Hey, let's spend thousands and thousands of dollars on furniture that you had better like in 6 months because you can't just replace this stuff because now you like sage instead of pumpkin." The colors, not the foods. It's kind of nerve racking. Not to mention the fact that I have never decorated a house before so I don't know about size, color, proportion, weighting, or chi. I don't know how much a bed should cost. I don't know what holidays have big sales (turns out, Veterans Day! oh, too late!). Seriously, I think my heart rate is up right now just writing about it. I'm kind of a perfectionist (no way!) and even more afraid of failure (that's shocking! - said in your best Buddy the Elf voice, please) and even more afraid of having my imperfections put on display for the general public to see (ya' don't say!). And I can't think of a way that my imperfections would be more on display for the general public than if I failed at decorating this house.
It's all very 50's. Inescapably 50's. Not unlike my desire for a really great washer and dryer...
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3 comments:
just go slowly, do one room (even one piece!)at a time. You don't need to furnish the entire house in one day. Ben and I made a rule that it doesn't come through the door unless we absolutely LOVE it. If you go one piece at a time then you know that you are buying an end table that you really really love, and not just the one that was on display with your sofa.
PS- Guess who got a new bedroom set? :)
Um...unless you got vinyl and plastic, I think you can give up worrying about "failing" in decorating! :) Just make sure you SIT in everything -- for a few minutes -- to be sure it's comfy. (said the short lady who HATES those pillow back couches that hit her right in the middle of the head instead of comfortably supporting her neck!)
Yes, I think I was just having a heart palpitation-y day. I am feeling much more settled after Matt and I went shopping basically all weekend... but maybe it's just the fact that I got to go shopping all weekend! And I hate those loose pillow back couches, too! The pillows are always too floppy and they don't support you. Matt likes them but I'm using my veto power.
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