First Attempt

Almost two months ago I moved into a new apartment. For the last several years, I lived with housemates, but I finally decided to go out on my own. Finally. So, with the endeavor of putting my own stamp on my own place, I've been overwhelmed with committing to design choices. In January I purchased 2 charcoal-colored couches that have made me very happy. I also had fabric from PB that I loved. With the charcoal as the main color accented by the multi-colored PB pillows, I feel that I have several design options.

The problem...commitment. I have major commitment issues when it comes to placing decor on the walls, buying fabric, and buying furniture. I just don't trust my self when it comes to my design/decor decisions. I jokingly, and honestly, refer to myself as a crappy crafter. Whatever I create typically turns out a little crappy, which is very frustrating.

So, with the double desire to 1) place something on my walls and 2) create art I painted my first piece of abstract art. I'm really loving the color orange. I bought 3 colors of acrylic paint: a burnt orange, mustard yellow, and white. I created the following canvas. It is 16X20.

The Beginning

For awhile, I've been wanting to blog, but I've felt that it is so cliche. Many of my closest friends (with spouses and children) blog about their families, the new developments of their growing and tiny offspring, their growing bellies, spouses' new jobs, home improvements, and navigating the obstacles, and network of stay at home mom-ship. For me, that is not going to work.

Other friends have food blogs (or "food porn" as a good friend coins it). They complete the cake challenge; host multiple events where there is food preparation. Or they are just foodies, loving to mix and match flavors. Again, I'm not that committed or driven about food. I like to benefit from others' focused food blogging.

Then there are still others who just blah, blah, blah. I think I might be one of those bloggers, yet this particular population also has a theme. It could be workplace conundrums, fashion, or saving the planet. Again, not that driven.

As a jack of all trades and a mastery of nothing, my interests are not deep, rarely photogenic, nor interesting to anything one else beyond my sphere of influence, if you would even call it influence.