Leaves may change their colors come the fall, but this spring, I’m the one who’s changing everything that used to be associated with my own little corner of the woods.
Among other things, I squeezed in some shopping for the fictional new apartment this weekend. (Said new management, I have called 25 times. 25! No answer, just a recording to call back. *sigh*) I e-mailed some other places and will follow up on those leads later this week. (Hopefully they will answer their phones!)
In the meantime, I’ve been on the lookout for new bedding and have an idea for new bath stuff but I’ve got to sell a kidney first. I didn’t realize how expensive all this crap had gotten throughout the years. I went out on my own at an early age and I guess I pretty much bought all the stuff I needed right away and only needed supplemental/replacement items. And now that I am looking to replace everything, from the TV to the couch to the dining room set to all the textiles, I’m overwhelmed at the cost. And I can spot a sale from 100 miles away! Sheesh.
I did break down and buy new bedding today. At some point, I became uppity and decided that I can only sleep on high-threadcount sheets. Mom graciously bought me an extra-warm comforter from IKEA, and I’ve been on this mad mission to get the right duvet cover and such.
Now, I’ve done my whole house in cobalt blue and black. Black wrought-iron furniture, cobalt-blue glass accents. Black and/or blue sheets, shower curtains, chairs, bookshelves, appliances you name it. I tossed in some purple glass and silver accents for fun.
I wasn’t sure what I wanted to do this time around, just so long as it was different. I’ll still fall back on my theme for accents, as I really do like the modern look, but I don’t know. I just get bored. And maybe everything matches the person I’ve been but not the one I’m becoming, both by choice as well as by adaptation.