Do you love to rearrange your furniture all the time? My mother did, and I think it scarred me permanently. Other kids were outside eating Twinkies and I was stuck inside pushing the heavy end of some sort of furniture. The midnight trip to the one bathroom (and we were darned glad for it ~ you coddled generation of three) in the house could prove deadly when you were half awake. I think all my adult foot problems are truly related to the jammed toes I suffered as a child. Really.
For the 40 years of renting or owning my own abode, I've become known for my refusal to rearrange any of my furnishings - ever. Not for family parties, not for Christmas, not ever, don't even mention it in my presence. I may torture my moving friends, but primarily my husband, for hours upon hours of moving this to there and maybe back again, or just a half a foot to the left, in a new house but I'll tell you what, once I've got the layout of a room just so, it's pretty darned good. And that's just where everything is going to stay until I move or die!
But joy upon joy, Blogger has done a marvelous thing. They've come up with some darned snazzy new templates and more backgrounds and color collections than I can hardly stand to think about. I just spent the evening messing around with new designs and layouts while DH watched a thriller he swore he hadn't seen, but had, which he confessed as the credits rolled. I barely scratched the surface of this new treasure trove for bloggers during those two hours.
So, be honest ~ what do you think of the new digs? BTW, I'm sure I'll be breaking a mess of blogging rules, but dang it, I'm going to make up for all that furniture I never shoved around rooms and I'm changing the decor of this blog every time I get the itch for something new. Without getting sweaty or stubbing my toes!
'Till later ~ Angela