So, 2021, what do you have in store for us?
Besides the same old shit (= Covid19, some political unrest here and there, general doom and gloom etc), that is. After last year, I don’t have high expectations: I know that holidays to exotic locations are probably off the table, and some of my friends might forget what I look like. But it’s OK: all of this is temporary.
No, I’m not saying that life will get back to ‘normal’ at some point. Yes, one day the pandemic will be over (as for the other shit, who knows…), but by then ‘normal’ will look different from what it used to be. However, I’m in no mood speculate what the ‘new normal’ will be like; for the first time ever, I’m learning to live in the present.
And what does the present moment look like in our household?
Well, for starters, I don’t remember the last time I’ve bought any new clothes. However, I’ve spent a small fortune on furniture… In other words, decorating the new flat is far from over.
That’s another first in my life: I’ve never been much of a decorator. I’ve always been more of a ‘living-out-of-the-suitcase’ type. But now, suddenly, having a stylish and harmonious home is my new goal. And it’s becoming painfully clear to me that I haven’t got the faintest idea how to reach that goal…
So, in case you’re wondering what I’ve been up to for the past few weeks, here goes: we’ve finally unpacked all the boxes (except the ones in the basement, but let’s not talk about that). And we’ve moved some furniture around, a few times, and then back again, and… well, you get the idea. As I said, it’s still very much a work-in-progress, and will be for some time.
Anyway, this is what the dining area looks like now:
How has 2021 treated you so far?
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