Yearning for Change

I remember moving at least 15 times throughout my life.

This is just off the top of my head, by the way; there might have been more.

And I guess that has completely accustomed me to change.
Even in the places we stayed at for longer than 6 months,

my mom would rearrange the furniture constantly

and every couple of months it was like coming home to a new place.

I loved it, I think. Or maybe I just got used to it?

So used to it, actually, that I find myself yearning for change when change doesn't come.

Whether this be in a home, life, education, etc.
We have lived in our home for almost a year (!)

and I have already changed the living room three times.

Master bedroom twice.
and I'm always finding ways to add something to the kitchen.

And that's where these come in:

I want to paint my cabinets cream and antique them and make them look this miraculous. And you know what would look great with cream cabinets? a back splash of greens, blues, creams and browns.

If only I could convince James that this is a good idea...

which I can guarantee you will NOT happen. But a girl can dream right?