It's In The Air
Well, I almost have a system set up in my house that offers a bit less mental clutter. I had the kid, he-ho the love seat to the curb for Monday morning pick-up! I wasn't quite as attached to it as I was at one time to my blue wingback recliner. (It was Bruce's chair.) Parting with that thing, the chair that is, was hard. I go through furniture as much as I have gone through wheels/tires on my car. As I have mentioned a time or 100, this house is small, there is not much room to maneuver and live functionally. It messes with my brain, and my perpetual need to clean it often times becomes obsessive. Nonetheless, there is less clutter in the living room. Currently, I am searching for a pair of pink tufted wingbacks, or I will settle happily on one oversized chair. {2 temporary chairs have been scavenged from the house to fill an empty wall that also has an incorrect-size painting on it to fill space.} I spent yesterday at the thrift store scoring a few sets of sheets. One will b...