that it won’t be like this for much longer.
Hopefully it’ll all be over this weekend.
The walls are done. The new carpets are in. The Boyfriend is in the process of building me a new desk and we’ll be moving the couches and the tv upstairs this weekend. It’s going to be interesting (read: probably a massive cockup), considering the huge massive overstuffed sofas I have will NOT fit up the stairs.
So it looks like we’ll be hoisting them over the balcony and praying like fuck that they fit through the balcony door. The big brown sofas will be the perfect complement/contrast/neutralising element to my red blinds, and red-and-black-wood couch and the scuba blue walls. I have this vision of red-and-white damask cushions on the sofas, and a loads of huge red pots and glass vases and white shelves filled with books. And a blue and white rug in front of the couches and a bold red rug under my desk.
And black and white portrait canvases from Jeanette, when we eventually find the time for our family photo shoot.
Now that it’s all starting to come together, The Boyfriend admitted he was a bit hasty with telling me I have no taste. I think he’s starting to see what I see.
Anyway. Here’s hoping it all turns out the way I have it in my head.
Because seriously, I don’t think I can live in this chaos for much longer.