Harmony's Nook

This is how I feel. Have you ever seen this movie? It’s one of my favorites from back when Tom Hanks was known for his comedies and not his Oscar-winning dramas. It’s called the Money Pit. Basically these two well-meaning individuals enter into a house deal for what looks like their dream home. Soon after closing, however, everything starts to fall apart. The stairs collapse, the kitchen blows up, Tom sinks into a hole in the middle of one of the floors, etc. It’s hilarious. And every time the carpenter/plumber/electrician comes to assess the damage, when asked how long it will take to fix said damage the carpenter/plumber/electrician chirps, “two weeks!”

Now of course it doesn’t take two weeks to fix their house. It takes…hmmmm…if I remember correctly, I think it takes about a year. Do you see the parallel yet? Do you know where I’m going with this?

Welcome to my kitchen! Please take a….ummmm wait a minute. Can I offer you a….hmmmmm that’s not going to work either.

Have you guessed yet?

Alright I’ll relieve the suspense. Our move date has been changed AGAIN. It is now September 1st. For those of you following this saga, we’ve been trying to move since June 1st. Luckily we have an amazingly generous current landlord who has been letting us pay month-to-month without much hassle. He even offered to let us stay if we want, since even HE thinks all of this is ridiculous. While we appreciate his kind offer, ummm no, we’re not staying. But thanks anyway!

These pictures were taken by me yesterday. Can you see the apartment in there? Can you see the cute apartment that will eventually be there? There are lovely cherry floors under that tarp. Do you see the exposed brick? Nice, huh? Recessed lighting. This is the main living area. That bright room ahead is my bedroom. The darker room is going to be Eric’s office. If you went into the right corridor you’d see our main bathroom and the WASHER/DRYER. Behind us is Eric’s bedroom, the kitchen, and breakfast nook. sigh. I’m trying so hard to be patient. It’s completely against my nature. Thank God for Eric, I wouldn’t have made it this far without him.

I know I’m being dramatic, especially comparing our situation to the Money Pit. You’ll have to excuse me, I’m an actress and a Libra. I’m dramatic. It’s in my nature. It’s just…hearing one more month, one more month, two more weeks, two more weeks, is stripping my soul. I can’t take this moving limbo anymore. I’m okay with September 1st. I’ve accepted it. Well….I’ve accepted it after a mini-breakdown, but I’ve STILL accepted it!

So in the meantime, I’m just trying to think about the big picture. It will get done eventually. I will have a new apartment soon.

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All of these feelings of uncertainty will be a thing of the past and I will laugh about it and make fun of my present emotional state.

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Even the house in Money Pit got finished eventually, and guess what? It turned out beautifully.

So I think after my show tonight, I’m going to sit back and watch Money Pit and LAUGH.. I need to laugh. I may cry too, but MOSTLY laugh!

Hanging on by a thread (but a happy thread),

Harmony

*All photos are from Desire to Inspire. It’s a GORGEOUS website and one of my daily reads. Please check them out. Also I’ll do a post soon on my favorite home design blogs that I visit everyday. Cheers!

I have always been drawn to big clunky metal pieces of furniture. No one ever gets it.

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“Why  do you like these things?” That’s what my mother always asks me. I don’t know the reason! I like my Industrial Chic furniture like I like my men: Strong, timeless, and a little rough around the edges.

Ummmm….anyway, back to furniture.

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Or doors! Look at those amazing doors! I like industrial pieces because it adds something that is unexpected. It’s the easiest way to break up a room that looks too cookie cutter. I also LOVE stainless steel. It’s strong and powerful and like a MAN. Oops…sorry.

Furniture…we’re talking about furniture.

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Now THIS is the promised land. I love this vintage supply cart to a ridiculous degree and if I had $950 that I could be rash and wild with, I would purchase it this very instant. This is the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen. Now if you’ll excuse me, I think I’ll go have a glass of wine….

…and maybe a cold shower.

Forever Yours,

Harmony

EDIT: My roommate took one look at this post and said, and I quote, “You know usually I think you have flawless taste, but that is the most hideous thing I’ve ever seen.” Sigh. It’s alright. I know no one gets it. That’s alright I’m proud of my clunky metal fetish. To understand my aesthetic you have to understand my quirks too. SO THERE ERIC!!!!