All I do is walk around all day and swear. Mr. E looks at me and shakes h is head and says “You’ve got to stop wandering around yelling ‘Jesus Christ,” but it’s all I can think of to say.
Every time someone comes into this house to fix something it’s just an invitation for them to tell me all of the things that are wrong with it. All the pipes are cracked and someone did newish shitty wiring and the plumbing under the sink is all wrong and the back porch is dangerous and there’s not enough power to the garage. Great. Let’s just concentrate on fixing what you’re here to fix and then when I invent a self cleaning toilet and pay my mortgage with gold dubloons then we’ll talk about running more power to the garage.
In an effort to mainain his Number One FLP* Position in our household, Eli has embarked on a remarkably successful No Other Siblings campaign. His strategy is two tiered – he’s a total asshole (yeah, I said it ) stinker all day long and then at night he just straight up refuses to sleep unless he’s wedged right between us, with his head on his father and his feet right around where I think my kidneys used to be.
My living room is conspiring to kill me AND end my marriage, whichever one comes first. I can’t take pictures of it (no camera cord) which would probably help, but it’s a really long narrow room, and it has a giant window on one long wall, the entry way to the dining room on the other long wall, the entryway to the front of the house on one short wall, and the fireplace on the fourth short wall. I just can’t for the life of me figure out where to put the couch and where to put the tv and I can’t really get a handle on the style of the room – somehow we’ve ended up with tons of danish modern furniture because it’s the only thing I ever like in the store, but I don’t want it to look like we should have just bought California Modern when what we have is a 1935 bungalow. I thought I just wanted my house to look like the inside of the Pottery Barn Catalog, unoriginal as that may be, but then I never actually like any of their stuff, it seems too heavy and clunky and Mr. E hates it. I’m trying to just give myself freedom to buy whatever I want and like and trust that it will go together, but damn, it would really help if I could figure where to put the blankety blank tv. I’m close to just not even having a tv at this point and if that doesn’t indicate my level of desperation to you then I don’t know what will.
Here’s what I need your help with right now though. I’m hoping if I shove a giant round lamp in one corner of the room, it will take away from the “furniture lined up down both long walls” vibe of the room and will help with the fact that there is no overhead lighting in the living room. There are two tripod lamps that I Iike…this giant one from CB2, which I like because it’s got the cleanest lines and it looks LARGE, in the “in room” picture, and I like that they tell you the size of the shade (two feet.) I’m not in love wiith the shade color, although I like it better in the other pictures they show, and it’s ten dollars more, plus I’d have to pay shipping.
The Target lampis ten dollars cheaper and has free shipping, and I love the orange shade. I don’t think it’s as large, but they don’t tell you the size of the shade. And it has that quinky little circle thing right below the shade, which I think is not as nice of a look as the first one. And they don’t show any in room pictures so I can’t get a good sense for the scale of it.
Jesus Christ, Target has a most annoying web site.
What do you think?