This weekend I got into one of my nesting phases that usually precede holidays. I’m pretty predictable. While I was moving things around and dreaming up all the projects I could probably squeeze into the week before Thanksgiving, I decided would put the leaves in my table. Easy enough, right? And then I realized that I never painted my table leaves. Who doesn’t remember to paint her table leaves? Yeah. THIS girl.
But unlike some women who would probably go paint her table leaves right then and there so everything would match, I just put the leaves in my table. Yes, I let them not match. {You might have seen me post about this on Facebook.
Yes. It is true. This girl likes to take the lazy simple route. I can use a runner or tablecloth if I want to, or I can leave the table as is. I have options.
It is unmatched and imperfect. Accidentally creative and even slightly funky. And you know what? I’m good with that.
Actually, I think I like it this way.
