I have been completely obsessing on fabrics, paint chips, duvet covers, pillows, rick-rack, carpet squares, and I topped it off this morning with an old stand-by, the Elfa closet. I am custom making things in my mind, even though I can't actually sew, and have very few skills.
Here's the thing:
Its not even my house I'm obsessing over. No, the house I'm obsessing over isn't even in my state. And I'm pulling others into my obsession, and they are also starting to become obsessed.
My friend is adopting a baby very soon, and, too save her time and stress, I am designing the baby's room. Okay. The truth is, I'm shoving her out of my way so I can design her baby's room. I'm being totally pushy and over bearing, but I JUST CAN'T HELP MYSELF!
Luckily, she has known me for a long time, knows that I need a life (which I clearly do) and that I'm safely 817 miles away and I can't do any real damage. She also has enough credit points with me that she can tell me to back off whenever she needs to, or just not answer my calls.
But what I have in mind is so pretty, so adorable, without being babyish or girlie, and if she wont let me do it, I'll just have to find someone who will. I'll start approaching random pregnant women at the mall with fabric swatches, and let them know that, if given an unlimited budget, I could design the baby room of their dreams. Exactly how many takers do you think I would get?
I can't redecorate anything in my own house. Everything has already been painted and carpeted and fabrics and elfa are already in place, so I need a new house to do! This obsession will pass eventually, and she'll put me in my place, and I'll go back to whatever I was doing before, which was nothing, and I'll be dejected and pathetic, looking longingly at pregnant women at the mall, not because they get to have babies, screw that, but because they get to shop for stuff. Now, I'm depressed.
Congratulations to your friends!! When are you going up to play Mom?
Up for decorating a two and three year old's room?
I'll decorate anything!!!!
Monica, I love you and your ideas and your "stories." You know that. It all gives me a huge headache. Thank you for obsessing! Just don't drag me going to the Container Store with you!!
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