I am generally a pretty clean person. I'm not a big fan of clutter and love my clothes way too much (and ironing way too little) to leave them out and let them get rumpled. That said, there never seems to be enough time to do all of the other cleaning... the dusting, vacuuming, bathrooms, countertops, kitchen floor, mirrors, and everything else.
I also blame my nutty schedule for the fact that our walls are almost completely bare, we have yet to pick out our wedding photos for an album although we've been married for almost a year, and I haven't managed to pull the porch furniture out of the garage even though we've lived here for a year and a half. I just don't understand, how do other people do it all?
I don't mind cleaning, I would love the opportunity to decorate our house and really make it feel like a home, and we have a gorgeous porch that I can totally envision having summer BBQ's on with friends if we could just give them a place to sit. Sometimes it all just seems too overwhelming to even get started on.
So instead, I am sitting here staring at the Pottery Barn catalog hoping to win the lottery so I can buy everything in it. Oh, and also a house.
I mean, really... how do the Pottery Barn marketing folks make me believe that if I could just have this office, I could write the Great American Novel?
Well done Pottery Barn, well done.