I have no idea when the art goes up. Everything needs to find its place pretty quickly, or I feel antsy. And last move, I didn't have much so it has been pretty much placed/hung as acquired.

Of course, I still have about 4 pieces I need to get framed and out of their dust jackets and onto the walls. One is a korean painting/watercolor/calligraphy thing that I've had for 3 years, but I have to have that done professionally by the artpreserver types. It is nearly as old as I am.

I have pine sap residue on my hands. I got enough off that I'm not picking up lint, but it is SO ANNOYING. Stupid pine trees, dripping on my car.

Walls are for book cases. Pictures take up valuable space where you could store a few dozen more books.

I have some art up, but I haven't replaced the switch plate covers from when we were painting. Actually I need to get new covers so I look at the lightswitch and think "oh god it's going to be so tedious". I guess I have a project for this weekend.

I can't imagine living without both books and art. Plain white walls are evil.

It's the baby's four-month checkup tonight at 7:00. I still can't quite get used to the fact that the doctor's office hours are 6:30 - 9:00 pm. I also can't quite get to feeling comfortable with having to call the doctor on her cellphone to schedule the appointment. Her receptionist thinks I'm strange for wanting to do this appointment-scheduling via the receptionist, not the doctor.

My decorating does face the constant tension between bookshelves and art.

There are cool switchplates out there, askye. Break away from the tyranny of white and beige plastic!

I have stuff up on my walls in a few places -- either where the furniture is final, or there's definitely not going to be furniture. That's not much of a dent.

Well, I haven't managed any calories this morning, but the vitamins did stay politely down, and I'm taking that as encouragement to go into work.

Is this better or worse than "smug little upper-middle-class lives are so shallow " works, like American Beauty and Fight Club?

Can I go with "equally annoying"?

I like a little self-awareness in my confessional essays, some sense that "I know other people have experienced this, but this is why my experience is different/more representative/more interesting". Not to mention some sense that "I realize that my experience is extraordinarily full of privilege".

I am definitly getting cool switch plate covers.

Replacing switch covers is easy, skye! The pretty ones usually come with matching screws, so you don't even have to hunt up anything but a screwdriver!

we got some really pretty blue lightswich covers at Target for our old apartment.