But we are and I am. Yes, I was nearly finished. Only thing left was me dreaming of winning the lottery so I could finally buy all those posters, lights and cabinets that are on my wish list for like ever.
But. Then it happened. Again. I want it different. All of it. I see all these beautiful, simple, empty and white interiors (yes, myself included) and it starts to itch, nag even. To do it different. To not follow the crowd, but rebel. A little.
So now I dream of dark painted walls, green plants (many) and loads of stuff (everywhere). Beautiful stuff, so top priority is still winning that lottery.
You know those people who move into a house, paint, put a couch and a table in and are satisfied with it for the rest of their lives? In my next life, I want to be one of those.