If you have:
A) Kids
B) Pets
C) A Lazy Streak
D) Inability to redo the same futile thing over and over and over
Then please meetmy your nemesis.
Throw cushions.
Dear readers, you know what I am talking about. Those decorative little square pillow things that only EVER get placed on your sometimes-made-bed when you think there is a chance your house will be toured, or some Nosy Nelly might open your bathroom en-suite door and get a full view of your bedroom.
You know, the sometimes bedazzled, sometimes fuzzy, sometimes glitter/sequin covered pillows that just SCREAM "chew the shit outta me!" to your dogs/cats/mousal uprising (for you, gotjack28!).
I hate those things. They can't be washed. They get in the way when you want to snuggle with your significant other. (Unless your significant other happens to BE said pillow, in which case, that null and voids the last comment).
They are so... I don't know... grown up? And you have to have a certain level of sophistication to match them to your stuff.
My house is pretty much a mish mash of college-dorm-meets-furnish-the-house-quickly-and-nicely. The nicely part was contributed to by The New Husband. The rest of the shit is just mine.
But I have no time for cushions. I need to blog. And dilly dally.
Dilly dallying = no time for throw cushions.
Our new bed-in-a-bag set came with throw cushions. They've been placed on the bed twice, methinks.
Throw cushions are for suckers!
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A) Kids
B) Pets
C) A Lazy Streak
D) Inability to redo the same futile thing over and over and over
Then please meet
Throw cushions.
Dear readers, you know what I am talking about. Those decorative little square pillow things that only EVER get placed on your sometimes-made-bed when you think there is a chance your house will be toured, or some Nosy Nelly might open your bathroom en-suite door and get a full view of your bedroom.
You know, the sometimes bedazzled, sometimes fuzzy, sometimes glitter/sequin covered pillows that just SCREAM "chew the shit outta me!" to your dogs/cats/mousal uprising (for you, gotjack28!).
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| Because every home needs more shit like this. |
I hate those things. They can't be washed. They get in the way when you want to snuggle with your significant other. (Unless your significant other happens to BE said pillow, in which case, that null and voids the last comment).
They are so... I don't know... grown up? And you have to have a certain level of sophistication to match them to your stuff.
My house is pretty much a mish mash of college-dorm-meets-furnish-the-house-quickly-and-nicely. The nicely part was contributed to by The New Husband. The rest of the shit is just mine.
But I have no time for cushions. I need to blog. And dilly dally.
Dilly dallying = no time for throw cushions.
Our new bed-in-a-bag set came with throw cushions. They've been placed on the bed twice, methinks.
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| It's true. |
Throw cushions are for suckers!
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