Further Domesticity

My house is not the aspect of my life in which I take the most pride, just now. It needs to be organized, dusted, swept, mopped, vacuumed, scrubbed, AND decorated. I'm thinking of taking a detour home from work today by way of IKEA (from which I conveniently work right across the street) and dropping some of my paycheck there. We'll see how that goes.

Let's talk about bedrooms. I'm trying to think of ways to make mine more pleasant, because even though Hotty's argument that it's too small to do anything in there but sleep is certainly cogent, I still want it to look nice. Looking at IKEA's Bedrooms Inspiration page on the website, the two items I like the most are the wall shelves and the wall-mounted reading lights.





Don't they look useful? I have a corner in my room where nothing currently resides, but where things like my journal and my scriptures could go, if there were shelves on which to put them. And I've always liked reading in bed, as a nice pre-sleeping ritual. It would be nice to have a light right there so I could again. It's such a relief to be in a house where I can actually put holes in the walls; not having to think of a way to do this sans holes makes my life so much easier.

My other ambition is to paint the room. Hotty's parents remodeled their house last summer, and they still have a lot of paint left from the process. They used some awesome colors, which I would love to have in my own house. I just need to find out from the landlord if we can; no permission = sad me.

Mostly, what I need is to clean it first. That's what I want to do when I go home today; I need to pull out odious things like the mop and the vacuum. Hopefully the ambition and drive I feel right now, at 11 am, can carry through to when I get home. Wish me luck!

Domesticity

It's been a while since my last update. I'm bad at blogging, I suppose.

The other day I made some rice bags. I had three things that lent themselves to the project: an unmatched sock, a shirt with only one sleeve, and a couple sewing kits. So I guess it's pretty obvious what happened. I cut the extra sleeve off my t-shirt (the other one got donated to the cleaning rag cause a number of months ago), sewed up one end, filled it with rice, and sewed up the other end. The sock got filled and sewed, as well. They live in the freezer right now, for cold-compress purposes. The great thing about using rice instead of ice is twofold. I don't need to use a towel between the bag and my skin, like I would with a plastic bag of ice, because the bag is made of fabric. And if I need to apply heat, I can throw it in the microwave. Hooray!

We're moving soon. We have an apartment all picked out and ready to be lived in, and we're moving up to it by the end of the month. Right now this translates into trying to tidy our place right now and get rid of as much junk as possible. I know we could do a massive bout of streamlining; it's gathering the energy and stamina to do it that's hard. The other project currently going on is packing. This is my least favorite part of the moving process, but right now it's ok because I have so much time. I feel very lesiurely about it all, although that might change next week. Hotty is really good at packing, though, for which I am OH SO GRATEFUL. I'm A OK with carrying boxes and with unpacking them, and if he can help with the packing process, it will all be just fine.
The boxes aren't even going to be the hard part, though. What's going to be a real beast will be the furniture, including the bed, desk, and (ugh) the piano. Yes, I have a piano. A real, upright, 500-pound piano (I'm actually not sure how heavy it is; the only precision I have is 'very'). I think we might rent a U-Haul for the furniture. :/

Some time in the future comes the decorating of the apartment, which I have to admit to being completely clueless about.