Thursday, July 1, 2010

A Brief Foray into Interior Design

The other night, I got very itchy to move furniture, and decided that the time was ripe to redo the way I had my bedroom setup (maybe I did get some of my mother's genes after all). My roommate, smelling calamity in the idea of me moving furniture alone with a broken hand, immediately leapt to my aid. After about an hour of shoving, pulling, and muttering, followed by the recollection that I own furniture sliders, and then more shoving (but with far less energy expended), my room looked like the haven I have long desired. I finished reorganizing it yesterday, gave the place a thorough (and needed) dusting and vacuuming, and now it is ready for "Show & Tell":

I am quite happy with the results. And yes, I thanked my dear roommate accordingly: I made her "Eggs Stephadict" for breakfast this morning.

I also made a change to the living room, by finally getting new lamps (on sale at Lowes, of course). I think these lamps are a huge improvement over the old ones (which are cute, but just not big enough to give sufficient light).

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"Passage—immediate passage! the blood burns in my veins! Away, O soul! hoist instantly the anchor!
Cut the hawsers—haul out—shake out every sail!
Have we not stood here like trees in the ground long enough?
Have we not grovell’d here long enough, eating and drinking like mere brutes?
Have we not darken’d and dazed ourselves with books long enough?

Sail forth! steer for the deep waters only!
Reckless, O soul, exploring, I with thee, and thou with me;
For we are bound where mariner has not yet dared to go, And we will risk the ship, ourselves and all.

O my brave soul!
O farther, farther sail!
O daring joy, but safe! Are they not all the seas of God?
O farther, farther, farther sail!"

~Walt Whitman, "Passage to India"