We finally decorated our living room over a year after we moved in and while it’s so close to being complete, we have a huge empty space in the corner by the back door. I’m currently undecided as to whether I should fill it with some kind of badass plant thing or a drinks trolley.
My name is Jo and I am addicted to avocados. I’ll take ’em any way them come; straight up, mushed into guacamole or as cute googly-eyed rascals on my new phone case.
Now we’ve decorated our living room I am on a mission to fill it with gorgeous things in varying shades of grey and orange. These are the five things I’m currently crushing on.
This weekend I got my arts and crafts vibe on and finally made the DIY photo frame that I’ve been meaning to for ages.
For a long while now, Al and I have been talking about getting a pet. In an ideal world we’d own a Westie called Snoop, who when entering a room would bop along to the D.O. Double G. In reality neither of us are home during the day which would just be unfair to poor Snoop. Instead we’ve been talking, for around two months now, about becoming proud owners of a rabbit (or two) and not the type that you can get with batteries from Ann Summers. We’re talking actual furry little bunnies here people.
We had a beautiful Dwarf Lop, RIP Flopsey, when I was a kid and although I didn’t clean his hutch like I promised (show me a kid who does) I loved him dearly. We then moved onto Guinea Pigs, equally adorable making the cutest of noises. Again RIP Bubble, Squeak and Butterscotch, and again I didn’t clean the cage (I’m sorry mum), so I already have a love of the small fluffy blighters. I understand their needs, I know how brilliant they are as pets and they’re just so cute.
Which is why I’ve been checking out bunnies up for adoption. I figure, rather than do this for purely selfish options picking the cutest one straight out the store, we could give a happy home to one or two that actually need it for whatever reason. I’m finally giving something back, my mum would be so proud. However, other than my boyfriend Al, no one seems to think this is a good idea – I’ve matured now mum and can totally look after another living being other than myself, ok.
I’m 28, I’ve got a job and responsibilities, I even have a mortgage, so am totally capable. Just to double check we’re up for the job, I’ve been making pros and cons notes on my phone. If we’re going to do this, than goddammit, we’re going to do this properly, with fancy hutches and everything.
- Rehoming bunnies in need and giving them a safe home
- Like attention and cuddles
- They’re super clean animals
- Don’t smell (only if hay needs changing)
- Like early mornings so can go out to play when I wake up
- Can live indoors and out
- Expensive – especially when you add in hutch, food and insurance
- Their hair moults – but then so does mine!
- They chew everything, meaning we’d need to bunny-proof the house
- We’d need a large hutch for the garden with attached run
- We’d also want a large cage for them to sleep in indoors at night
For me the pros easily outweigh the cons, but I am trying to be realistic with their needs and making sure we can offer them everything they’d want. We’d be looking at getting two as this is how they’re usually re-homed from adoption centres as they’re extremely sociable animals.
So any rabbit owners out there (again not battery operated) hit me in the comments with any tidbits I need to prepare with. Help me plead my case your honour.
In the meantime, I’ve only gone and made a cute bunny Pinterest board…
Image credit: Imugr.com
Now I’m a homeowner I’m on a constant quest to fill my maisonette with quirky little trinkets and for me, there’s no better place than Urban Outfitters. I like to check their site weekly, looking for any new ideas.
First up on my list is this Deluxe Scratch Map, £25, shown above. I’ve explored so many new places with Al that I love the idea of scratching the countries off, showing exactly where we’ve been and planning where we want to go next.
I have so many pictures lying around waiting to be framed. I have a little DIY picture project on the go but in the meantime, these hanging plastic wallets could be just the thing for my living room.
Confession. I actually already own this one. I’ve always wanted a chalk board to jot things down as both Al and myself have incredibly poor memories and this one fits the bill.
Who doesn’t love a good candle. And what’s cuter than eight diddy flower shaped ones.
I want this purely to add to my hand, well actually, fist collection. I have a clenched fist ornament which is currently housing a candle and feel like I need this one holding a photo.
So there you have it, these are the five items I’m currently keeping an eye on from Urban Outfitters. You can check our the full homeware range here.
It’s been two months since Al and I moved into our own home and I’m slowly realising that there are certain things that people just don’t share with you in the build up. Because I’m naturally an over-sharer and keen to please others, I figured it was only right for me to let you in on five things they (your parents/friends/family/anyone really) don’t tell you about owning a house.
1. You will become obsessed with soft furnishes. In my mind I’m the female
equivalent of Lawrence Llewelyn-Bowen, in my flouncy shirts with
voluminous locks. I’ve signed up to Dwell, Modern, Made, John Lewis, Next
Home and all the others, so I can keep on top of the latest furnishings
and of course get my grubby paws on anything that takes my fancy. I
appreciate a good cushion and trawled high and low to find our mix of
bulky silver striped and woven woollen cushions and am very proud of the
end results. I’m sold on a mix of greys and oranges for our living room currently.
2. Damp, mold and dehumidifiers start to rule your life. Al and myself have found ourselves embroiled in a battle with the former that we’re not currently winning. Our hefty dehumidifier needs emptying every day and it can hold a lot of water. Damp and mold are depressing and need to be constantly tackled. Just one of the problems when you live in a maisonette.
3. You become very, very precious about your brand new furniture, dirty shoe prints on carpets and very small hands belong to my cousin’s little boy wiping the remnants of lunch along clean chairs. I am paranoid about dirty glass rings being left on our new side tables and am forever chasing coasters. I’m becoming scarily like Monica from Friends and I’m not sure I like it.
4. Life insurance. To be honest, before we bought our place, the only life insurance I knew about was through work, if I died. But after my dad kept breathing down both of our necks about the huge mortgage we have for the next god knows how many years and what we’d do if one of us was to cork it early, I got serious and called our financial adviser (because I now have one of those too).
5. The unpacking just never stops. We’ve been here for two months now and still have a spare room full of stuff. The thing is, I have no clue what the ‘stuff’ is anymore. I know we have a computer hiding somewhere, I’ve got some books that need shelves, jewellery that needs somewhere to hang and shoes that I have no space for. I know we’ll get there eventually but at the moment I’d say it stresses me out at least twice a week, much to Al’s amusement.
Got any more to add to the list? Hit me.
1. So I can sort my clothes by type and colour and hang them in an actual wardrobe away from damp. Yes I have OCD issues. Currently they’re living on busted clothes rails, bound together by tape and cable ties or in boxes piled everywhere. This is not the life for them. Just looking at them like this makes me sad.
5. I apologise for this last serving of cheese but I honestly can’t wait to share this new chapter with Al and experience all these new things together. Major cringe but very true.
So, if you know any cool furniture sites or shops I should be looking at hit me up. Or, if you fancy bitching about solicitors with me, tweet me @josclothes.