The odd (wo)man out

I am blessed!  I was born into a family with an amazing mom (Geri), with a fabulous sister (Megan) and wonderful sister-in-law (Thelma).

I also have a nice MIL and 2 great SILs (Megan and Jennifer) but I haven't spent enough time with them to see if they have this gene too, so they are excluded.

I was talking with my mom yesterday and realized that I am the odd woman out in my family.  They were all born with a gene that somehow bypassed me.  They like to have cute houses, with cute decorations and cute furniture that gets rearranged more often than most people change toothbrushes.

I don't get it...

I NEVER move my furniture for a few reasons

~Why would I?  I put it there for a reason.

~My furniture arrangement skills include pushing everything up against the walls.

~If I moved everything, it would end up like the 2nd and 3rd pictures from Thelma's post (about rearranging)  and stay that way until my house looks more like an episode of Hoarders than a home I live in.

~Megan may have killed every desire I have to move furniture ever again.  I am sure it wasn't THAT often, but I think she made us rearrange our bedroom every month that we shared a room. And we shared a room for 13 years!! She got some kind of sick kick out of it.  I don't get it.  Who wants to push/pull 2 HEAVY oak beds all around???  (The best arrangement may have been the "I-hate-you-so-I-am-putting-duct-tape-down-the-middle-of-the-room" arrangement.. I didn't have to move anything.)

They paint their walls a color besides white, hang pictures/art, and Thelma even has quotes painted on her walls.  They are adorable!!  I have plain white walls and after 5 months in our house, I have hung exactly ONE decoration.  A metal picture that goes above the bar.  And it is only up because it came with a hole and the nail was already there.

Kelly has been begging me to hang up all of our pictures.  And we have a ton.  I take pictures all the time and I have boxes of frames that should be on our walls.  But instead they are in the garage.  I can't hang a picture to save my life.  I will always drill the hole in the wrong place, put up a line of pictures that isn't level (even though I use a laser level) and every picture will be crooked no matter how often I fix them.

Maybe the girls need to come visit me and put everything up in the perfect place and make my house as cute as their's?  I promise Kelly will cook something amazing for you if  you come.