A couple of days into married life I started to develop some rather peculiar ‘tendencies’. Instead of looking at clothes or shoes on various retailers websites, I instead found myself perusing ‘homeware’ sites. The big shocker was, I found myself enjoying it to the same degree!
(Oh no… What did you buy?!)
First, I found a framed picture that I just had to own for the kitchen in my next home.
Next home?
Well, we currently live in a rather humble one bedroom apartment in NYC and as a result of lockdown, we have already had to incorporate an office, a recording studio and a gym into what was already a fully kitted out cozy and small space. So we don’t even have room for an additional teaspoon with our current situation.
There was a period of time that I was convinced I was actually Mary Poppins, and my Apartment on the Upper West Side was my expandable bag. But that’s certainly not the case.
Hey look it me!
Next, a week after the picture, I found a biscuit tin on a British website that I desperately needed, to go with the said picture. After all, the picture involved a dinosaur and a cup of tea, it was utterly appropriate as well as justifiable.
The downward spiral continued… I bought a sugar bowl.
When I told my husband about the sugar bowl, he reminded me I don’t even take sugar (not even just a spoonful) in my cuppa nor do we know anyone who does. Regardless, we are now owners of a petite Porcelain container for ones sugar, for when one pops round for a lovely cup of tea.
I thought the sugar bowl was the end of my new habit but I suddenly found myself looking at napkin rings. NAPKIN RINGS. Ones that were gold with teeny-tiny pearls…
What on earth was happening to me?!
It was when I purchased a Framed art piece for our downstairs loo (yup… of course we don’t have a second toilet in our current spot…) that I realized I needed to figure out what was going on.
I was nesting.
I was trying to make a home for us!
Who knew that that was an actual thing?! I got married and turned into a mother hen! What the actual F?! I had become a character out of Chicken Run!
Having come to this clucking realization (I had to…), I am trying to manage and control my new ‘urges’.
Today I failed. I may have ordered a cake stand. But tomorrow however, is another day…
As always,
Live with Love,
The Bimbo in Limbo xxxx
Header Photo Credit: pexels-nadi-lindsay
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Comments are closed.Sounds like someone needs an arty, yet practical new apron! One for Edgar as well.