Footnotes Of Sorts

Today I have decided upon a number of things.

1. One of my aims in life: to make my future home look as neat, tidy, and inspiring as the one's you find in an IKEA catalog. Yes, it's a quite irrational goal, but I can still dream.

2. I want to own a dog. A rather big dog (or perhaps moderately sized). One that doesn't smell awful (or that I can at least tolerate). And one that will lick my face to wake me up in the morning. Which would also require decent smelling breath. I'm asking a lot of a dog. I suppose this wish is a little more practical, but still somewhat futile.

3. I will never never never ever ever become a pack rat. I am far too obsessive compulsive. It's true. I clean out my closet a minimum of once a year and throw/give away anything that I never use, or that I know I never will. I am no friend of clutter.

4. Books are simply wonderful. If I could spend my money on any one thing it would be books. And furthermore what is fabulous--it would be no waste of money. Reckless? Yes. Rash? Of course! Stupid? Well, no. I can't say that is is. Books are simply wonderful, and there's nothing else to it. I can't wait to have my own library of them. :)

5.  I have come to the conclusion that I do, in fact, miss snow. It sounds like a bunch of huey--I know--coming from a northern girl, but it's true. I can't take this one-inch-at-a-time stuff. I need feet, people! I think hearing from people who have never had a white Christmas has truly saddened me and makes me appreciate all that my home brings. Although I have to clarify--as much as I love snow during winter, I believe no winter should last longer than 5 months. Once it reaches that milestone and goes beyond, it's pretty much ridiculous.