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| Paint chips, 2012 |
There are aspects of life at the moment that wake me up at 4 a.m., some of them less fun than others (finances, what ifs, will-the-baby-think-the-theoretical-nanny-is-his-mother?, the cat deciding to walk across my head.)
We move in approximately 45-60 days, which is insomnia-inducing in the less fun ways as well as the fun, giddy ways.
I always love the puzzle aspect of a move: visualizing a new space, picking colors, mentally mapping floorplans, researching exotic wallpapers at places like Flavor Paper. I even like the hanging pictures and the organizing cupboards and the imagining that from here on out, life will always be so streamlined (insert maniacal, forboding laughter here.)
As much as I love our current place, having been here for 5 1/2 years, there are things that have just been tinkered with to death, most of the problems having been solved, and it feels like there's less room for discovery and surprises.
So in between tossing, turning, nail biting, and compulsive reading of baby boards which I hate but can't resist, I am happily escaping into the visual, creative aspects of making this new place our home.
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