I am veering between proud and horrified by the number of boxes filled with books that are still unpacked. I’m running out of shelf space already and I calculate I need at least half an Expedit shelf more. You know what this means: another trip to IKEA reaaaal soon. I’d never thought I’d say this but a trip to IKEA doesn’t fill me with as much happiness as it used to. I’m also gonna sell off/give away some books. Give away or sell or both, I’m still undecided. There’s a whole range of books I want to get rid of, from trashy romances to emo fiction. There’s a charity drive at my church to collect X’mas presents for underprivileged kids but I don’t think they’ll relish any Milan Kundera or Jude Deveraux. Haha. Watch this space, folks. Books going cheap.
I love how handsome Atti looks in this picture. He’s a sweet one, our Atticus. Always good natured amd ready for a cuddle.
The whole apartment is still littered with unopened and half unpacked boxes. I just can’t be bothered and it doesn’t help when Stinky says, “Nevermind, nevermind.” Haha. It’s a big deal if we even clear one box a day. What wimps. 3 more days till the weekend!
From one of my favourite blogs, Desire to Inspire, a collection of pictures that shows what I’d like my future farm to look like: green, airy and full of animals. Also, some ideas on how to frame and arrange all the posters and collected art work we plan to put up. It’s gonna cost a fortune to frame them the way Stinky wants, but hey, that’s his baby so I’m not gonna say a peep! 😀 My only stipulation is I get final say on what posters are to be hung and I get to include some posters of my own among his artsy fartsy ones. You won’t believe the arguments we’ve had:
Stinky: (proudly showing his Minnie & Moskowitz poster) This is gonna take pride of place!
Me: Over my dead body. That’s freaking ugly.
Stinky: But I liiiiiiiiiiiiiiiike. It’s miiiiiiiiiiiine. I’ve waited yearssssssssssssssssss.
And it goes on.