*Warning: Real life stuff*
I know many of my readers visit purely for decorating inspiration so if you're simply interested in seeing some pretty pictures then scroll straight to the bottom where you can read more about this:
Anyhoo, in non-decorating related news, at the moment my days kinda go like this....
....get up and pull on the same t-shirt and trackpants you were wearing yesterday (and probably the day before too). Feed Charlotte, play with Charlotte, put her back to be (hopefully). Run around the house looking at everything that needs doing, making a mental list though not actually achieving anything. Pile all the dishes in the sink (though don’t actually wash them cause you don’t have time). Grab everything that’s lying around the house and put it in a pile somewhere too (because, once again, you don’t actually have time to put things where they belong though at least if they’re in a pile it creates the illusion of organisation). Sweep the carpet so the grain is all running in the same direction because you have some weird obsession with the grain all running in the same direction (remind yourself to buy loop pile next time so there is no need for “grain direction”).
Think of twenty things to blog about though don’t actually manage to blog about anything because taking pretty pictures and compiling meaningful posts takes way too long when you’re a part-time perfectionist. Feed Charlotte, play with Charlotte, carry her around all afternoon because there’s no way she’s going back to bed this time. Consider doing some laundry though just end up making more piles; washing, ironing, things to put away. Kiss your husband on the cheek when he gets home from work. Cook dinner, eat dinner, feed Charlotte, bath Charlotte. Sit on the couch for five minutes and stare zombie-like at the TV because there’s actually nothing on worth watching. Feed Charlotte, put her to bed (hopefully). Sit in front of the computer and stare zombie-like because there are a gazillion too many things to do and learn. Fall into bed way too late, turn off the light and sleep until a crying baby wakes you up.
Think of twenty things to blog about though don’t actually manage to blog about anything because taking pretty pictures and compiling meaningful posts takes way too long when you’re a part-time perfectionist. Feed Charlotte, play with Charlotte, carry her around all afternoon because there’s no way she’s going back to bed this time. Consider doing some laundry though just end up making more piles; washing, ironing, things to put away. Kiss your husband on the cheek when he gets home from work. Cook dinner, eat dinner, feed Charlotte, bath Charlotte. Sit on the couch for five minutes and stare zombie-like at the TV because there’s actually nothing on worth watching. Feed Charlotte, put her to bed (hopefully). Sit in front of the computer and stare zombie-like because there are a gazillion too many things to do and learn. Fall into bed way too late, turn off the light and sleep until a crying baby wakes you up.
Somewhere in there, if you’re lucky, you might also find time for breakfast and lunch and perhaps eating too much ice-cream. Going to the supermarket, taking the poor neglected dog for a walk, taking a shower, having a conversation with someone other than a four month old, checking your emails, buying your nephew a long overdue birthday present, working on some client consultations, working on some furniture refurbishments, working on some decorating projects for your own home. Baking choc chip cookies, paying bills, making your bed, cleaning your car (yeah, right), tackling your jungle of a garden (yeah, even bigger right!), visiting the doctor, doing fifty sit ups, making lists of things to do that never seem to get done and pondering just how you can improve your blog (which is still your favourite cathartic indulgence) without paying a graphic designer cause you’re too stingy.
And I only have ONE kid. My gosh, women astound me!
Okay, so that kinda makes me sound like a complete scatter-brain though in all fairness I'm actually reasonably well organised thanks to my OCD (Organization Compulsive Disorder).
It's just that, with every one thing I do get done there are a million other things I wan't to get done.
Anyone relate? More than half the world's population I'm sure.
So now, venting complete, on to the decorating section of this post.
Along with my weird obsession with carpet grain I also have a less weird love for ticking stripes.
And when I was in hospital for two months recently I did what any other bored in-patient with wireless internet might do - shopped online!
I must have been craving the comfort of my own distant bed so when I found this gorgeous black and white ticking sheet set on EziBuy I bought it with the promise of coming home to something nice and new.
They are 100% cotton though feel much softer (almost like a flannel).
I love them paired with my quilted doona cover and gilt headboard frame.
They just add that little extra something plain white bedding sometimes lacks.
Oh, and on a different side not, sorry for all my long vertical photos lately. The rooms in my house are just all so small that I have to shoot a lot of my photos through doorways then crop them all down.
I'm not complaining though, the smaller the house, the smaller the cleaning effort!
And now, just cause I'm loving it so much at the mo' here's some more ticking inspiration....
Country Living
House Beautiful
House Beautiful
Unknown
Via Cocozy
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