(making a) home again, home again, jiggity jig.

i have a bad problem of throwing things away when i move. i walk though my house (after days of procrastination) with a big black trash bag and throw things in. there is no limit and nothing is safe. in go fans, pillows, dishes, cups, saucers, photographs, letters, gold, platinum...okay maybe not the last two but my ability to throw away has gotten a little out of hand, and i have been noticing it more lately. i'll find myself thinking "now if only i had that ______" or "why would i throw ______ away!?! it must be here somewhere..." 

it is never there. it is always far away in garbage land. the things i have had to replace in my (somewhat) recent move to chi town is extensive and includes, but is not limited to, the following:

-a double bed

-lamps

-fans

-couch

-rugs

-plants

-dishes

-cups

and i desperately want and yearn for a more livable comfortable space to call home. but in thinking of all the things i need i get completely overwhelmed and nothing comes of it. 

ladies and gentlemen, today that changed! jason and i live near the brown elephant and frequently stop in there. my sister has gotten lucky there a few times but we have had no such luck, that is, until today, the day all my dreams came true. the day i started making a home for myself, the day i vowed never again to throw away useful things! let this day go down in history 8.9.8. ah yes.

    we will soon be the proud owners (and sitters) to a large crate and barrel chair and a couch. a much more comfortable couch. one that people might actually want to sit on. all for the lovely price of 100 dollars. i do not think money has ever been spent more wisely. now i can host a party and people will have someplace to sit. seriously. everything is coming together. 

now if only i could find that _____. it must be around here somewhere.