17 November 2010

Something Called Growing Up

It sounds scary, doesn't it?  You move into your new place and it starts looking pretty empty and the only smell you can rightly identify from the previous tenants is the stench of 7 years worth of smoking--indoors.  The other unidentifiable scent might be cancer of the lung.  But you're not sure.

And then suddenly you realize that in addition to paying rent on this apartment and the electric bill, you have to live here--so it better look good.

That's when you run to IKEA (or drive, depending on your athletic ability).  You pick up a few things, put them together in a few hours, and set your TV on the new TV stand.  Only problem is: your TV is from about 1996.  And the screen is the same size as your computer.  You might as well put your piece of Dell right there on the TV stand because it's looking a lot sleeker than that huge TV box with a tiny screen.

Maybe.

But then you figure: we'll buy a new TV in a few months, when we can afford it.

And then you delicately set up your brand new floor lamp--it's kind of cool and modern and bows over so that it hangs, chandelier-like.  But...it's lighting up your dreadfully ugly and juvenile room filled with an old fuzzy red rug with strange unidentifiable creatures in pastel colours on it and it throws really strange shadows across your borrowed futon that's covered with a fitted grey jersey sheet.  Maybe it's time to invest in another piece of furniture...like a sectional couch.

So.
Inspiration from Crate & Barrel




I will show our own result just as soon as I can get my camera to link to this computer.  :)  But we haven't got a rug just yet.  I think white may prove a poor choice, but seeing that our cat is a calico, I don't think any colour will disguise an amount of cat hair on it.

Perhaps it's time to buy a vacuum and forget this nonsense of rug colouration.