Tuesday, February 9, 2010

I want my kids to feel welcome in their own home; just as long as they don't touch anything.

I am trying so hard not to dislike my house and almost everything in it. I'm not a good decorator. I have to work really hard and change stuff around for years to find something I like. I think Andy hates it. But he is good and tolerates the stuff he doesn't like if I like it.

Plus also, I don't have the expendable cash to buy the stuff I want. Not just the replacement stuff, like dining furniture and whatnot. But the new stuff. I want a few console tables and lamps. A chair and ottoman. Wall hangings. Everything looks unfinished and that makes me dissatisfied and grumpy.

So then I don't keep it nice and tidy. Well, I'm sure if I loved it I'd still not keep it nice and tidy because I'm just natchally slobby, but I think I'd do that more often.

Sure I want stuff like floors instead of concrete slab and new trim and finished bathrooms (yuck yuck yuck), but I'm so accustomed to that sitch that I can tolerate that for some time.

So today I'm doing mass cleaning and moving of furniture. I've implemented a reward system for the girls to manage their clothing so it isn't an explosion all over the house. I swear that today I am going to find a place for our clothes to permanently reside.

Argh! I still want curtains!!! Major pet peeve. Curtains are warm and homey and give a finished look to a room. Torn down curtains are just a tacky reminder that my kids are naughty.

Oh! And also throw pillows! How beautiful and room-completing are those! More naughty kids. If I have them, I'm constantly angry at my kids for stealing them. I find them in their room or on the floor, and being stomped on.

So, I'm starting a fund. A loose change fund, but at least it is better than nothing. I mean, if eight years from now I've saved up enough change for an ottoman, that is at least better than no ottoman eight years from now. Goodbye Sonic. Goodbye candy bars in the checkout lane. And the kids can just kiss the loose pennies I give them goodbye. They don't deserve them, anyway. It's payment for the curtains.

9 comments:

Anonymous said...

That is my problem! I'd rather have candy than curtains.
-Jess

Alisha said...

I feel ya. I am a horrible decorator & just don't have the money to do what I want when I actually do decide what I want. It makes me grouchy & hate my home. I hate that feeling. I'm also in a foul mood today so I have no warm fuzzies to offer. Sorry.

Sarah said...

I would comment on this post if it had a picture.

Laura said...

I am a horrible decorator also. I go into some people's homes, and they are so pulled together. I just don't know how to do that. I am slowly starting to look some areas, but there is still so much left to do. It gets depressing and discouraging.

Laura said...

Okay, that should have read, "I am slowly starting to LIKE some areas", not LOOK.

Unknown said...

Even with money I don't think I could pull things together. Sorry I'm no help. But I can empathize.

michelle said...

I hope you don't mind, but I had to quote that title on Facebook because I relate to it so much and I busted out laughing when I read it. You're hilarious!

Court said...

All this would be solved if you just had a nook.

Jennifer said...

Court, you are crackin' me up on all the blogs!