I have a daily Groundhog Day because everything looks the same in
seriously – drive in any direction and you come to a strip Mall (row of shops) that looks exactly the same (although that could be because I have no sense of direction and they are the same!!!). Worryingly, I have a very particular Groundhog experience going on at the moment. It happens on a particular day of the week… Sunday, while the good, godly folk of America- go to their various churches we go to the church of capitalism – The Shopping Mall. Every week I find myself drawn to the most beautiful furniture shop, full of beautiful big furniture (inspired by North Carolina Europe and then supersized!). Every week I find a piece, different from the last, I get a quote and then I go home and cry!
I think I go there because it is my biological instinct to nest - to make my home as nice as possible (or/and because I am a desperate housewife!). I buy nothing because it isn’t my home. We rent. If I were to buy something to fill a gaping gap in our huge rented house (because the rest of our English furniture is pixie size), then it wouldn’t fit into any house we could afford in the
. I don’t seem to learn from this and go again and again! This might seem trivial to you but it reflects the ground hog nature of this adventure and my inability to trust myself! UK