I have been thinking about what I should expect when I someday,
a long time from now, move out on my own... The thought scares me, to be honest. Right now I have it made. I can be an adult with only half of the responsibility...but someday, hopefully not so far away, I will graduate from grad school, get a big girl job, and move to my own place. So...I decided not to be scared and just not think about the horrors of being a real grown-up:
Utilities, water bill, paying for all of my groceries, internet and cable bills...instead I have been thinking of what I expect from my loving, amazing, generous parents
who spoil me:
I need tools. Yes, tools. Think screwdrivers (Philips-head and Flathead), Electric drill and drill bits, a level, a hammer, nails and screws...you get the idea. Because, if I don't have these things then how will I get to decorate or put up cool things? So I expect tools.
I expect these things because today I have used many different ones and am so excited by the, small but fun, changes I have made!!
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Finally hung my Christmas gift from Olivia! |
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I also hung up the clock I made (& put it together) and my etched mirror. |
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And I have switched out the cabinet door knobs for new ones! |
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they were on sale at HL - what do you think? |
I am sure that I sound awful and bratty - just as sure that if my dad was reading this he would be laughing :)
Have a great Saturday!! Visit me at Eclectica!