I need to find some time to write. I've been focusing on my house the last few days and my family, of course. I can sit on the couch and play with the iPad for a few hours, but it seems like the hardest thing to do is to sit down at the computer and get some stuff done. I think I need to write it in my journal first, then when I find time, just type it all up. I think that might be my short-term answer. We will see how it goes.
All I know is that if I'm not writing or typing things out, I'm still stringing these thoughts together in my head. They have to come out. If they don't, its just like a recycled thought-circle. They come, they linger, then they dissipate like someone blowing smoke away. Only in my head, the smoke particles quickly find their misplaced counterparts and reassemble to form yet another smoke cloud. The cycle repeats.
How I'm feeling lately with a quote: "I'm such a girl for the living room. I really like to stay in my nest and not move. I travel in my mind, and that's a rigorous state of journeying for me. My body isn't that interested in moving from place to place." - Bell Hooks
How I'm feeling lately with a quote: "I'm such a girl for the living room. I really like to stay in my nest and not move. I travel in my mind, and that's a rigorous state of journeying for me. My body isn't that interested in moving from place to place." - Bell Hooks
I've been telling a few people that I've been nesting. For someone who has never experienced that urge, it is strange. I have a stronger than usual desire to keep my house in tip top shape. I am allergic to clutter, normally, but add this nesting instinct and it really eats away at me. In addition to the cleaning part, I have this other component this time around. I feel like a nesting bird- one who leaves her nest only to find materials to line and fortify her nest. She flies around, all while keeping her eye to the ground and up to the trees to find the best sticks, random strings or other comfortable pieces that she instinctively feels will complete her fortress. I have been shopping the last few days, sort of obsessively. Not spending mass amounts of money, but giving in and purchasing things I normally would convince myself I do not need at the time. So, what I've done is hit a few thrift stores in the past few days, went to another one of my favorite stores, and I have even been doing some online shopping (but no online buying yet). I've been finding materials and other items that make me feel comfortable and in a way, pretty. I feel good surrounded by things and people I love. I bought some sale priced art prints (finally!) to make things pretty around here, some wonderful buy 1 get one free pillows to make my awful couch feel better, and some other pretty elements that speak to the visual beauty that I imagine my living room will eventually morph into. And my curtains! I can't forget the beautiful curtains I finally bought. I was going to make some, but after pricing the materials I liked, and the fact that I have huge windows to cover in this house, purchasing seemed like the best option. And I'm thrilled. I have some more lighting to plan, the pictures need to be put up, and my last few planned purchases need to be executed. I am so excited. Since I can't go out and do many of the things I have been anxious to do, I settle for fortifying my nest.
As far as the style of my house, I am starting to see my old decor fascinations popping up again. I don't know why I strayed from them or ignored them for so long, they are a part of me. I will write more about that later, but for now, I am loving that my personal style of decorating is going over well with the other residents of this house and I'm getting good feedback from them. I think as time goes by, my daughters will start to appreciate the beauty they are surrounded by and the love they feel for the home we are creating for them will grow.
