I know I have said this before but sometimes I feel like I am trying to keep marbles from rolling off a glass table.
WHY can't I get organized?
Why can't I stay on task?
I came home from the beach and silly me....scheduled a photo shoot for 2 days later. So I had to clean my house....not just clean but you know....go from room to room and make sure I liked what I was seeing.
That meant a little pillow moving.....tweaking of accessories.
Which was similar to trying to pack for a trip. You know....rip through your clothes putting things together looking for that pair of earrings that are somewhere........next thing you know....everything you own is on your bed.
I thought I would use one of my extra bedrooms for staging "supplies" :) while I moved everything around. It hit me when the room was so full I could hardly find what I needed.
That is it people. No more pillows, no more cute little accessories....done. I mean it.
I don't want to think about moving crap around anymore. It takes way too much energy and could be why my brain feels like someone with 10 personalities. I want it to be like the 70's when people decorated their home and it stayed that way for 25 years. Like when your Mom vacuumed and the nap of the carpet all went one way....and she could tell if you walked on it.
But....OK....for the last time......whatever.
Here are some of the changes.
I rearranged my bookshelves a little. Moved my gallery wall picture.
Can I put fake hydrangea in there when these die? Ok...I was just asking....never mind.
Collection of old bottles....under my TV. I will be so sad when my TV dies....it is white and they don't make it anymore.
Ikea rug. My white floors are doing great....after a year!
Corner in my bedroom....
Purdy pink peonies.....
OK...2 new pillows. BUT that is it. Do not let me skate on this.....be tough. Please.
Now for a little story.
The other day I had to go to a fancy law office to sign some papers. I was all dressed but then I thought before I put my shoes on I would walk my dogs.
Then I got distracted....yeah....there's a news flash for you.....and didn't have time.
As I was waiting in the lobby admiring the view of the skyline of Atlanta from the 26th floor I made the mistake of looking down at my feet.
I forgot to change into my shoes. I still had on my flip flops.
AYFKM????? I am such a loser. Is this what getting old is about? Will I be leaving my house in my slippers next...then maybe I will forget to get dressed and show up somewhere in my pajamas.
This is NOT working for me people. I can handle that stray chin hair.....but please let me be dressed like a normal person.
Sha Freak Show....