Changing or rearranging a room is as good as a holiday. A statement I wholeheartedly agree with, nothing brings more happiness and renewing vigour then a changed room.
This trait I have learnt from my mother, who learnt it from her mother, and I can assure you it does not lie solely with me but also my sisters, and will continue to be a family legacy for many more generations to come.
I also love the idea of decorating my own house, as the wedding draws near this prospect is becoming more and more enticing. I am accruing furniture left right and centre, and I haven't even seen the inside of the house we are renting yet!
Not to worry, I have a bookshelf, so all my books will be nice a happy all together in one nice, big, shelf, is it bad that this is one of the most exciting things about getting married and moving away.
I must look on the bright side, because as it were, though a marriage is exciting and moving to a new house is also, but moving four and a half hours away from home, in what is considered a country town, though it is less country than it is Sydney, is a very daunting thought. So I preoccupy my thoughts with painting and decorating rooms, rearranging those rooms, then doing some more rearranging.
Don't fresh starts always make you feel like the whole world is ahead of you, ready to be tackled, and by world I mean the little bubble in which I inhabit.