A stirring of accomplishment

Have been out the past two days temping at a bank. What a world of corporate vultures and culture! Not only was the office air constantly filled with accented niceties (both sincere and pretentious), I found it hard to concentrate with noisy people walking all over the place, all the time, speaking a jargon I did not comprehend. Despite that inconvenience, I completed my task half a day earlier, which translates to less wages, however.

The book I nibbled on last week? Gobbled it all.

And the final battle for this week - my house! All it took was two days of my absence for a thin layer of fine dust to settle on the floors, newly washed laundry to pile up on my favourite couch, and a cake-high stack of mail needing attention, soon.

I'm thinking of going on a wardrobe-clearing rampage. There's quite a nice style going around this season that I'd like to make space for.

Earth, wind and fire

I refuse to write a post about the haze. It's depressing enough just looking out my full-length window.

For the record, all my windows and louvres are shut, and the air-conditioning turned on. We're not taking any chances with our little ones.

This just blew me away

Design*Sponge

It amazes me what some people can dream up, even of the simplest things. I totally love green.

Wall work

Our walls are getting repainted. Five years on, time for a change of scenery. Having started out in the then-popular 'Minimalist' fashion, we're now looking at something darker, less oriental. 'Bohemian' maybe, cosy definitely. Due to a lack of funds for new furniture, our hyacinth couch set and mahagony dining set will stay. Gladly, because I still love them.

There's our bedroom, which has, over the years, finally become the sanctuary that it should be. Contrary to what people think, our bedroom was never private to us until six months ago. Our two children slept in the adjoining study, and the small white couch became our older boy's favourite sleeping place. I'm thinking pink and purple hues for our walls and curtains, something romantic yet potentially wild. Mmm.

The study/studio's become quite an eyesore since the arrival of two huge speakers and a stage piano. Hopefully, an artsy-fartsy feel can be achieved with blacks, greys and some touched-up photographs. This will either clean up the look, or just allow the mess to blend in. My husband's creativity thrives on chaos whereas my efficiency takes off when everything is clean and bare. So I guess only one of us will be inspired when we muck around in this little nook.

The boys' room needs a dash of excitement. An electric blue or purple and a shocking orange perhaps. A rocketship, a race car or more fiery dragons should complete the space.

After the paintwork's done, we can put up pictures, wall mirrors and the IKEA shelves that will hold my cookbooks, cds and photos. It should provide the table some relief of the clutter.

I certainly hope the husband doesn't quell my excitement with his procrastination. We've been talking about this for weeks.