Today I woke up in a love/hate relationship with my apartment.
Let's start with what I'm not loving.
Three gigantic baskets full of unfolded, clean laundry
All the boxes for the still-not-taken-down Christmas decorations piled up in my bedroom
An unmade bed and no motivation to make it
But then there are a few material objects in my abode that make me endlessly happy.
The funky anthropologie "I" that caught my eye long ago and finally went down to $7
(now all I need to do is legally change my last name to Ivins and it will make even more sense)
My new owl cookie jar
My, cough, I mean Lola's flintstones sour gummy vitamins
The pretty bottles of oil and vinegars snatched up at TJ Maxx for next to nothing
Now if you'll excuse me, I need to strap my beloved cookie jar in the Baby Bjorn and start on that monstrous laundry
Have a lovely day