Restless
I’ve been feeling like I want to tear through the whole house and get rid of lots of stuff and absolutely rearrange everything. Part of the problem is that nearly all of our furniture arrangements are over-constrained by the room features–there’s really not any other way to put things besides where they already are, so it’s hard to get a change by moving things around. Plus our accumulation of thrift store/rummage sale/freebie treasures/remnants of the past is starting to get overwhelming. Hard to work around MFH’s many piles that I’m not allowed to touch. It also occurred to me this morning that the 26 months that we’ve lived here now is the longest that I have stayed in one place since high school, ten fifteen years ago.
Lady Lydia has a good post about how the architecture of the home can affect the quality of life there. I’ve been recognizing some of the deficiencies of the house, like the lack of closets and the totally dysfunctional kitchen and the corner of the living room that’s too dark all day, and those have been bugging me too.
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