As much as I love being in my bed, I don't much like the way my bedroom looks. TV sitcoms and dramas (after which I try to model my life) feature bedrooms that look uber-comfy no matter the socio-economic status or decorating savvy of the character residing in them. There's always a bed lovingly covered with a handmade quilt, pillows of various sizes with just the right plushness factor and a bedside table with 1) an artfully framed family picture 2) a flower vase with a Calotropis Gigantea in full bloom and a drop of dew naturally splashed on top 3) two books and a magazine and 4) a tall carafe of water (with fresh slice of lemon).
It probably doesn't hurt that Jon Hamm might be installed in said bedroom.
Contrast this with the contents of my bedside table:
- Three years worth of paper Explanation of Benefits from our health insurance company, including the one for my colonoscopy. (Reminders of pleasant times help me sleep).
- Two books about child rearing without tears. Clearly, I never got past the table of contents.
- A pyrex custard cup with the remnants of the mint chip frozen yogurt I shared with the cat last night.
- A button, a zip drive and a business card for a circus clown and contortionist. Because, well, you never know.
Below is a picture of my bedroom. Your mission, if you choose to accept it, is to PIMP MY BEDROOM. (Yes, that IS a piece of amigurumi candy corn and a newel post on the bookcase).
Color it beautiful. Transform it into a sanctuary. Make it....like my life is a sitcom.