Yesterday was an unexpected holiday for us, as Evan had Good Friday off for the first time ever. It was also the second day of Spring, and it felt like it. So my nesting instinct was compounded by my spring-cleaning instinct. I switched out my winter wardrobe for my spring (and realized that most of my clothes are 4-5 years old and meant for a body that has not been through 2 pregnancies. But here’s hoping!). I cleaned the bathroom floor–the part we’ve been ignoring for months now. I moved furniture. Or directed furniture movement. And I reorganized closets. I may have made the coffee a little strong yesterday… (I couldn’t even sit still long enough to check my email, much less blog.)
Let’s talk about hanging stuff on the walls. Why is it so stinkin’ hard to do? We’ve been in our house for a year, and stacks of pictures gathering dust bunnies around them have been the norm for us.
So once I determined an arrangement that might work… and was in major project-mode, I begged Evan to carry out my vision.
Not too exciting, I realize. But I can’t recount to you just how much this stressed me out. Something about putting holes in freshly painted walls. Before I snapped pictures, I adorned our new hooks with my favorite winter gear. One last time before the pretty hats are stashed away for fresh, warm-weather accessories.
In the midst of all my doings yesterday, Evan took Emily to the park. But not before he pointed out a yard sale happening just down the street. Two houses away, I found these goodies for $1. Four quarters, to be exact.
That’s 2 twin-sized fitted sheets in matching vintage floral, 3 planters, 2 pretty white vases, and an old cheese grater (it was free, and ours started rusting the day we brought it home–I figured it was worth a try). Actually, the planters and vases were free too. I just paid .50 for each sheet. Good deal.
There’s much to do today, what with Easter dinner planning and tying up a few Easter projects. I hope the nesting mode kicks in again. Yesterday was just so productive that my hips ached around midnight. Not that I want to ache, but you understand.
March 23rd, 2008 at 1:23 am
I’m definitely feeling the spring fever myself. And I know that angst of putting holes in the walls. I think it must be years of apartment living and knowing what a pain they would be to cover up when the lease was up. Your pictures turned out great.