Sweet Jesus, Tuscan orange!

Taking the Lord’s name in vain, but only for humorous purposes and not for real, so please don’t let this be something I need forgiveness for…amen.

I’m in!
My own home!
The boxes are unpacked, the kitchen is functioning, and all I can really think about is
getting comfy furniture, knick-knack placement, and choosing pretty paint for the kitchen and the bedroom.
Shallow, I know.
My concentration is shot…I go to sleep and I see paint swatches. I wake up and I try to figure out where I should hang the spiral votive ironwork. This beautiful season of lent, which should be fraught with spiritual discipline is instead, filled with home decorating decadence.
So, I pray a bit---and then daydream of terracotta living rooms, taupe bedrooms, and a cool green or a tuscan orange kitchen. *sigh*
What would baby Jesus say? Green? Tuscan Orange? These are harsh Lenten/almost \easter realities to be faced with on a rainy afternoon.

But it is nice to put things where they go and find myself in a more comfortable space than I've been in in a while.

I'll be posting regularly by June---but until I get this crazy phone/computer stuff worked out ( even know I am posting at a cyber cafe), things will be slim.