domino, dynamite

23Aug09

God, I want this book so bad. I’ve wanted it since I heard that Domino magazine was going out of business and I could never spend hours at a time, lying on the floor in the magazine isle of Target, studying the latest issue while the team members walk by and give me odd glances.

Okay, maybe that never happened. But in 5 short weeks I will be on my own, with my daughter, my best friend and her daughter, and my boyfriend living in a cozy 3 bedroom house. I am so excited to go broke decorating. Although, I think that I will just paint the walls and buy new curtains to curb my spending/decorating/attempting to be a creative genius addiction.

I’ve already purchased two of these to hang in the bathroom:

My boyfriend gave me such a weird look when I put them in the cart. But they were on clearance for 3.94 each! And there were 2 left! I had to. So they are sitting in the corner of my room collecting dust until I get to hang them in my new bathroom.

I’ve never been so excited to buy bath mats. And towels. And curtains.

Fuck, I am so weird. Who is this person posessing my once lazy, procrastinating self?