I am really loving settling into the new home. Today I was even more giddy than usual to leave work — I wanted to rush out of there to get home and just sit and be in my home.
Tonight, as I was relaxing and working in the living room I realized that we don’t have much in the way of overhead lighting in that room: there is only a spot can above the fireplace. P always chastises me for reading in poor lighting conditions, and as I love to read on our couches, I will need to do something about the lighting in that room or face his wrath. Trust me, it is easier in the long run to just buy a lamp.
While I know that this is not our forever house, I still want to do some work on the place to make it more ours. That said, I don’t think that such work will involve installing the wall lamps I have been dreaming about for years now. Hello, Serge Mouille. Don’t you want to come live with me?
Yeah, I am a bit smitten with the Mouille lamps. I don’t foresee installing one in our current living room, but someday one of these will be mine.