September 22, 2010

Lessons from Bambi

I had to step away from the blog this weekend because I didn’t have anything nice to say.

And by nothing nice to say, I mean, I wrote seven different posts, each of the scathing, and it took a lot of self restraint to not publish them….

But I’m still considering it.

And it’s not about the pregnancy thing,

WHICH, by the way, somehow made a few companies decide to pitch me their products. OBVIOUSLY, they didn’t read anything that I wrote my blog, because HELLO. WON’T EVER BE PREGNANT.

In the meantime, I’ve decided that even though I hate this house, I am going to start to make it work for me. Because I’m going to be stuck here for awhile. Because we are doing a short-sale on our Arizona house. Which means I better get comfy.

And decorating.

Because if I’m going to be stuck here, I might as well make the best of it, you know?

Painted staircase, here I come.


  1. What? Since when do you hate your house? I have never even seen you write about that! You did your whole decorations and tour thing... I thought you LOVED it! Oh well. Hope things get better overthere soon!

  2. Way to be productive. Since you don't like your house you are doing something about it. When I get upset I eat everything within a 3 to 5 mile radius...

    You should post all 7. I will read them and support you.

  3. I have NEVER liked this house. We are only supposed to live here until the house in AZ is gone, and DadGuy finishes school. We do NOT fit and the layout is BAD.

  4. I'm sorry things are sucky. Knowing you, you'll make some amazing changes to the-house-you-hate.

    Hang in there.

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  6. Maybe if you painted detailed murals of spacious rooms on all of your walls your house will FEEL bigger. I say to paint in a few fancy chandeliers too, if you can. Because fancy chandeliers always help (not that I've ever had one, I'm just assuming they would).

  7. Aren't you glad you have a place that you can just say "suck it!"... that's what I love about blogging. Sorry you're having a crappy week.

  8. We can commiserate together daily on all the reasons we both hate our houses.

    Let me start: There are two GIGANTIC pipes coming out of the top of my roof and NO ONE KNOWS WHY.

    We look like a friggin' smoke stack in the winter time. It's embarrassing.