Look what finally came in the mail yesterday!
Hurray! I absolutely adore Ikea. The closest one (in all places that I've lived) to me is Chicago, IL. Well, guess what... I will be less than an hour away from Ikea when we move in a couple of months! Hallelujah! You people that live around these wonderful stores - please do not take them for granted! I could seriously roam the store for hours and not get bored... and soon, I will be able to do this more than just once a year!
Looking through the catalog is bittersweet. There are SO MANY THINGS that I would LOVE to get, but unfortunately, I am not rich and therefore must stick to a budget. The catalog is also bittersweet because, although it does give you a ton (or four tons) of ideas, it can be somewhat overwhelming...
...let me elaborate on this point. I'm a planner. I want a plan for everything, and if I don't have one, I become a bit uncomfortable and stressed. I've been trying to plan every detail of the move - the truck, who will help us, what we will eat for breakfast that day... ;) I can't help think of the more fun parts - such as decorating.
(Remember this?) And a random side note/picture. Look at this print I found via Etsy! I want it to go RIGHT into Logan's room when we get there - it will serve a the color pallet as it has LOTS to choose from... :)
But then... the more I think about it... and try to plan... the less fun it becomes. I get so worried because I don't know what I'm going to do! (I warned you - side of neurosis... perhaps a main course of neurosis). I do this constantly. I get good, exciting news, and then I "detail it to death" as my husband might say to where it's no longer good or exciting - it's stressful! Are there any other crazies out there with me on this one? ;)
So stinking, cute, right? Anyway... Back to what I was saying...
I'm worried about if I will find the right things, if I will get the best deal possible, what things will turn out like, etc. if etc. if. I need to slow down and understand that the whole thing will be a transition and a process. I'm not going to move in and have things instantly how I would like them (wouldn't that be nice?). It will take time and I need to be okay with this.
I'm a nutcase, huh? You're probably thinking doesn't she have anything better to focus her worries on? To which I answer, yes I do, but this is where the Ikea catalog took me. :) ...Pinterest can be evil, too. And awesome, oh so very awesome.