O to the C to the D

Top: Ruche Across the Prairie Peasant Top

Sweater: Old Navy

Jeggings: Hue

Boots: Frye Paige Tall Riding Boots

Ring: Lucky Brand

"Cause you're on my mind all the time." - Tegan and Sarah

Well, hello there! Sorry I haven't blogged in awhile. I've been too busy rearranging the furniture in my living room every night. I think I can speak for Jerry when I say that this is no easy task given that I have a piano in my living room that weighs like 15 tons. You see, my OCD has been in full effect this week, and no matter how we arranged the living room, I just wasn't satisfied with it. I've spent my days obsessing over different furniture configurations in my mind and my nights trying them out in real life. Now that I have tried all possible configurations and settled on one, I'm obsessing over pillows for the new couch. Yes, pillows. This is what my life has been reduced to.

It's pretty ironic that one of the movies Jerry and I watched this week was Fight Club. I saw it when it first came out, but I didn't remember much about it because I got bored about halfway through with all the dudes fighting. It's one of Jerry's favorite movies, so he suggested I give it another try. I was struck by how much the main character's life in the beginning of the movie reminded me of my own life. Don't get me wrong, I'm not staying awake for days at a time or crashing the local group therapy meetings. However, I can relate to working at an unfulfilling job and spending money on lots of "stuff" in order to express who I am as a person. I love this line from the movie: "The things you used to own, now they own you." This is exactly the way I feel sometimes.

I was joking around with Jerry that maybe I need to start beating the shit out of some girls to cure my OCD. Since that's not an option, I think I'll just work on trying to simplify my life. First, I'm going to keep reminding myself that I don't need over half the things I think I need. Next, I'm going to focus on doing some DIY projects around the house (that don't involve moving furniture) instead of buying new things. Lastly, I'm going to spend less time obsessing about things that don't matter in the grand scheme of things and more time hanging out with my loved ones. However, before I do any of this I'm going to buy some damn pillows. I know...I know...but I've found some that are pretty fabulous... 

Repeat after me: 

“You are not your job, you're not how much money you have in the bank. You are not the car you drive. You're not the contents of your wallet. You are not your fucking khakis. Oh, and you are not your pillows."