A friend recently sent me the architectual designs for a condo they are remodeling. I shut my office door, put on some jazz on Spotify and let myself go. The more stressed or anxious I feel the more I need the release of house porn. Aspirational photos, design ideas, fabric samples, oh yeah baby. I may never use you, but,oh, yeah, give it to me.
I can go on a tear sometime. Lately I was fascinated with the idea of a copper sink. I love apron sinks, but a copper apron sinks, now that’s living. So pretty, and rich, yet earthy. Needs some good lighting… Or I get fixated on wallpaper or rugs. Right now I’m keen on a Greek key pattern. I’d love one for my office. Rex has a new blank wall since we moved his bed and now I’m looking at colorful wall decor. Rocket ship? More clouds?
We have a really beat couch. It had been used and rode hard by our family and when my stepson’s Ben’s cats arrived the poor thing became a scratching post. It’s now dead couch walking. Ben and the cats are moving soon so I day dream about what couch I will get. I’m thinking sort of streamline, yet comfortable enough for a Sunday NY Times lay about in the warmth of the sun coming in from the window. Something that does’t smell like cat for starters.
Yes, the dishwasher died. I think this gaping hole might be the first thing I need to tackle.
There goes that sink/rug/coach fund.