onefixedstar | Nesting Instinct

My parents drove me home from my holiday visit a couple of days ago. It was their first time seeing the apartment since they helped me move in and thus their first chance to see it without boxes lying everywhere, obscuring the minimalist approach and general sense of wide open space (i.e., almost complete lack of furniture) that MacGuy and I were cultivating. My mother, fanatical viewer of home decorating shows that she is, immediately began making decorating suggestions and now I desperately want to go on a furniture-buying spree and generally fix the place up. I'm completely convinced that a couple of large bookcases, an overstuffed chair and little table for a reading corner, and maybe some artwork would really improve quality of life in my apartment. And bookcases, of course. Did I mention bookcases? Very important items in the decorating world, bookcases. I'm quite sure my mother's emphasis on the need for bookcases was completely driven by her design sense and not at all by thoughts of the ten boxes of books I have sitting in her basement with no sign that they'll ever be moved. Sadly, I have neither money nor time at the moment, and thus redecorating remains a distant dream. Maybe at the end of January. Or in the summer.

I'm flying to Ottawa this afternoon to celebrate the eveing with a couple of friends and an evening of board games. Happy New Year to all!