I have to say that I am so sick of buying furniture and miscellaneous home goods… I can’t wait until this is all over, my home is settled, and I can start looking at and dreaming of leather sandals, suede slingback heels, black trousers, cobalt silk tops, petite gold jewelry, that black leather-strap watch I’ve been ogling… and ugh. Sigh.
I’m rarely to never home and the few times I’m there I suddenly have a new “need” – a toaster to toast my bread, a rice cooker for the perfect rice, a nonstick skillet for the fluffiest egg white scramble. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. It’s driving me batty. (Btw the toaster and rice cooker have been acquired. I did possess both but they were seriously old old ooooold… in need of replacing.)
I just want this whole nightmare to end…
And sure, a new home shouldn’t be a nightmare but it feels like this adult endeavor I was thrust into without being quite financially ready.