Do you want to know something about my sister-in-law, Valerie? She’s a nester. Ah, I’m so jealous of her nesting skills. Just look at her apartment!
Yes, that’s right, apartment. And their last apartment was just as adorable. Oh my goodness, I’ve owned and lived in our trailer for almost 3 years and I’m still not nested in yet.
I have other friends that are nesters too-like Lauren, just look at her apartment via her blog. SO CUTE. And of you other nesters out there, you know who you are. And I am not one of you.
I’ve deduced a few of reasons why I’m not a nester.
I don’t know what I want or what my style is and I’m scared to make a decision in that regard. I’m a trend follower, I don’t have very many original ideas yet and I simply don’t know what I want. So my home is basically ikea-clad with a few touches of my own that I’ve been slow to add. It’s cool, I’m okay with it. Kind-of.
I get distracted from my own home and own style. I see something on someone else or in someone else’s home and then I make something or buy something that reminds me of them. I’m all, Ooooo, I should totally make so-and-so this because that would fit perfectly in their house/with their baby! What can I say, I’m a giver. And I don’t know what I want to make myself or buy myself because I’m still working on number one.
Probably the most dominant of the three, I’m a purger and I hate moving our stuff around and I’m sure were going to move out of this trailer eventually and WHY DO WE EVEN NEED ALL THESE BLANKETS AND BOOKS AND COFFEE TABLES AND RECORDS AND INSTRUMENTS?!?!? I seriously don’t know how to properly value the things we do own. I’m trying to work on it but I can’t say I’m doing very well. [Anyone else catch that gem of a quote on Downton tonight?]
Anyway, if you’re a nester, I applaud you and I’m jealous of you. And that’s really all I have to say about that.