Third time’s a charm! I finally got to show off my decorating skills with a house tour on Apartment Therapy. The fact that it happened with my house that I was able to purchase is icing on the cake. This tour is only a small fraction of the changes I was able to make to take it from the listing to my HOME.
I recently decided to start creating moodboards. It’s a relaxing project for me to do in my down time and I am able to satisfy my desire to decorate and redecorate without having to spend any money. That’s always a plus!
Ah, the holiday shopping season’s last minute craze has officially begun. Stores are emailing you every hour about last minute sales and new inventory additions. Facebook is a virtual shopping circulator with all the ads that are popping up and following you from your recent Google searches.
So recently there was this Times cover and corresponding article that talked about how more and more couples are delaying having kids in favor of –shocker- just being a married couple. Now, I can’t tell you everything that was said in this article, mainly because I don’t subscribe to Time magazine and I have yet to make myself venture over to the business/news section of the magazine rack. The fashion glossies are just too darn distracting. However, I do appreciate Time taking the time to broach this subject. I can see myself as part of this young couple on the cover-sans the matching swimsuits. My future husband and I, living life, being content to just be with each other. I think I would be fine with that, because honestly my clock is not ticking. At. All. It may be broken?
As a 29 year old female, I have recently been plagued with questions and concerns regarding my reproductive aspirations/goals/desires/wants. People (read: men) seem fascinated that I am not in the least bit crumbling in agony over the depleting state of my egg count. How can I be so calm? What will you do when you’re old and alone? Think about the children!! Will you not think about the children?!?!? Geesh people! Calm yourselves. I will be just fine in my fabulous, old age. I know it may be shocking (!) but not every girl/woman/lady/female is just twiddling her thumbs, bidding her time until she can reproduce. I used to think I wanted a house full of kids. Then I realized how much they cost as compared to say, birth control. I trimmed back some on the final number of kiddies I somewhat desired. I began to think two would suffice. Maybe a boy and a girl. Maybe two boys. Who knows? Twins run in my family on my father’s side- he was a twin and then his mother had two more twin boys- so it could happen to me too. But honestly, the older I get, the more I don’t care. I am not opposed to kids, I am indifferent. I have friends who are shining examples of domestic bliss. They have it all: careers, houses, spouses, and offspring. But I don’t envy them or ruefully wish it were me instead. I am thrilled for them. I love the showers and cakes and happy moments that you get to partake in when your friends reproduce. Besides, I have my own ambitions. Everything that I want to accomplish in life, currently has nothing to do with babyGap.
I have other plans, dammit. I have goals and dreams, and …..oh, shoes!