Quick Peek

“The essence of pleasure is spontaneity.”  ~Germaine Greer

First of all, I am so over waiting for people. It shall be the death of me. My epitaph will read: “Here Lies, Heather. She died waiting on your slow ass. IT’S ALL YOUR FAULT!!11!” So this is being written on my deathbed which is actually in my apartment where I die from waiting and I’m pretty sure I’m headed towards Hell or at least that’s what it looks like from this very special Continuing Resolution Hell that I seem to be in the middle of. (That’s politics talk for ‘we’re all fucked’)

Second of all, LOOK! I purchased a few prints the second I decided that my I hated my Living Room with a deep dark passion. So deep it is that I had to physically restrain myself from taking a sledgehammer to the wall above my desk (See also; the aforementioned waiting). I prevailed and replaced the previous photos with these gems:

It brightens the place up in epic proportions and I’m sitting here across from said wall with a big goofy grin on my face. The top three are from Papermoth and the bottom print is from Once Upon a Paper. Quite honestly it took three days of searching etsy for “Whimsical” and “color” for that was the only criteria. Unfortunately “brighten this bitch up” was a little too long for their search engine.

Then there’s this little corner of the desk:

The print I found because Roxanna had mentioned the quote one day and I knew I needed it in my line of sight each time I sat at my desk. The calendar is a week desk calendar from Jo’s Studio because I never know the date. Seriously. I NEVER EVER know the date and I’m pretty sure that today is the 12th. Of March. Or so says this lovely 50 degree day. Needless to say that during this time of relentless confusion, possible upheaval and the strain upon me from waiting, I am at least a little happy. Did you ever think you’d see the day?