That is straight up crazy.
I've moved a lot. I mean a lot a lot. Like this house is number 15, or maybe 16? I'm getting old so I might be forgetting some places (should I count the times I lived with friends?). This includes all the childhood moves too. As an adult I tried to keep my moving down to a minimum. Probably why we stayed in NJ for as long as we did. (Sorry Triple S)
Whatever. We're here now and it's awesome.
With moving a lot there are certain things that I always wanted to do right away. Pictures were the biggest thing. I want to start decorating right away too. I feel the need to claim the house as my own. (It's like I'm a dog but with less peeing) Even if I like something there is a part of me that wants to go back to white walls and start over.
Since this house was new construction everything was "white". Or horrible contractor beige as the case was. Right away we painted the kids rooms. Colin got a nice blue and Natalie got the most ridiculous pink and purple and girl could ever ask for. (Of course now she says her favorite color is blue or black or red, depending on the day.)
Everything was great.
Then I finally caved and joined pinterest.
Perhaps it wasn't the wisest decision for someone like myself. Perhaps I should have just stayed away but people kept posting pictures on FB of all the shit they were going to make. Food and crafts and wedding ideas. It was insane and I finally got sucked in.
Thank god for paint brushes and hot glue guns.
So I keep busy with "projects." Some fail.
Some don't though and because I am always so shocked when something turns out good (or maybe I'm a braggart) I want to let everyone know.
Do you think it would be rude to put post its by all my DIY projects around the house? I mean I could also put a supply list so if anyone wants to recreate it they know how?
No. That's probably weird.
DARN. Can I just take pictures and post them on FB? (hahahahhah I've been doing that all along)
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side note:
This post was almost all about why I wanted to live in a museum. Not like a stuffy building with velvet ropes and audio tours but because I wanted all the stuff in my house to have little brass plates in the corner telling you that I made them or why they are so awesome. And of course by extension I'm awesome. I changed tactics though. So you're welcome. This could have been a super obnoxious post dedicated to my amazing house.
Just kidding. It still is that because I'm modest AF.
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side note:
This post was almost all about why I wanted to live in a museum. Not like a stuffy building with velvet ropes and audio tours but because I wanted all the stuff in my house to have little brass plates in the corner telling you that I made them or why they are so awesome. And of course by extension I'm awesome. I changed tactics though. So you're welcome. This could have been a super obnoxious post dedicated to my amazing house.
Just kidding. It still is that because I'm modest AF.
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