So, we’re approaching our 20th wedding anniversary, which means most of the things we own are about 20 years old.
Lately, I’ve been noticing the faded curtains; worn comforter, outdated stripes-and-flowers motif in the bedroom; the dishes that once looked so fresh and new; the bath towels that have been washed to within an inch of their lives; the see-through dish towels.
And hating every last one of them. I’ve been wishing I could hit Lotto, toss every last thing out and start over. All new stuff. The fresh coats of paint our house so desperately needs. Plush new carpeting.
Alas, there always seems to be something else that needs our money more.
But today I took a stand, went to Home Goods and refused to return home until I had a new comforter and dust ruffle.
I bought this:
After I made Basil help me remove the old dust ruffle and put the fresh one on, I posted a picture of the new look to Facebook. Some of my friends from high school (still smart-alecks all these years later) immediately presumed I’d posted one of those photos where if you stare at it long enough, some creepy thing jumps out at you.
I’m not sure what to think about it really.
Was my choice of pattern in such bad taste? (It IS Ralph Lauren…)
Is it because the curtains don’t match now? (I’ll be fixing that, I promise.)
Is there some shadow outside the window I’m not seeing?
A little help here…