finally coming to terms...

I have finally hung something on the walls of our apartment. I gave in. I had hung a picture and a decorative key holder during the first week and haven't touched a hammer or drill since. Call it laziness or whatever you like. I prefer to call emotional detachment. This apartment isn't permanent. It's temporary, like a live-in hotel. Only at hotels, they cater to fixing the problems, unlike our landlord. Why do I care about hanging anything up? And I still feel nothing but malaise when it comes to this place. I do not want to live here. I do not want this to be my child's home. I can't dream in this place.


Pushing my emotional issues aside, something needed to be done. So, I've begun hanging pictures. I have all of these matching frames from our house. And I had gotten our family pictures back from Target, so it made perfect sense. After a week, this is all I got done. And this took me 2 days. Right now I am at an impasse. I have pictures, I have walls, I just don't know how or where to hang anything. When we hung our walls in our house, my friend Jason was there to help. Jason has crazy eye for detail and when combined with Shannon's need for perfection and my corner rounding laser level - I had an awesome, unique wall-scape. But, alas, Jason is busy and I don't want to beg him to come hang my pictures. I want help, but I also want to do it myself. Really, What I need are ideas. Like where should I hang our wedding picture? Which used to be the focal point over our fireplace. Or Weston's pictures? Do we do a wall dedicated to just him? That would be the whole hallway that I have left. (About 4 feet) I had so much more wall space, and shelf space in the house, that now I feel overwhelmed about hanging much up. So... I need a fresh pair of eyes. I can wield a hammer and a level. I'm quite good at the decorative stuff. :)

Anyway, so I am trying to overcome my insecurities. Trying. I am even reading Eat, Pray, Love (I'm on Bead 22.) I'm enjoying this woman's tale of her pursuit for personal happiness. Not sure if I want to see the movie, but I'm getting through the book. Only 86 more Beads to go.

Here's a view of my walls so far:

This is the super skinny wall above the couch with the cutout view of the kitchen. The plaque says, "Having someplace to go is Home, Having someone to love is Family, Having both is a Blessing." Scott's Aunt Linda gave us this as a house warming gift for the first house. Who knew I would need to be reminded of those words so much now? It's become an inspiration and I have already thanked Linda for her gift again.

This is the wall between the kitchen and the bathroom. It's like a half-hall wall since you can see half the wall from everywhere in the living room. On the top is our hand made "Jones" doilie. On the left, our most recent family picture. On the right, our family picture from last year with us kissing Weston. The picture on the bottom center is now hung so that the bottom of the frame is in line with the other 2 frames. (I had to buy sawtooth hangers for my frames.) It's Weston's newborn photos of his whole body, his hand holding my pinkie finger and our wedding rings on his toes. Love it! (And yes, that is my DVD shelf. And yes, it's full and overflowing. And yes, we have another full cabinet. I know, I know. But we like to be entertained.)

That's it for now. More to hang. And once I do, I will post more photos. And I will try to blog more. Promise!!!