Showing posts with label indecision. Show all posts
Showing posts with label indecision. Show all posts

Monday, April 25, 2011

help me with a teeny, tiny nursery

I am spatially handicapped. And currently decision handicapped - I think it's the disappearing brain cells. Bad combination when you're trying to figure out how to make a nursery in a tiny space.

The good thing is I have this blog with all of you clever people. So here's the challenge: We have a 8 x 10 nursery room. And we have no space for guests but will likely be having a lot of guests in the next year.


Option #1


Pros:  Matches our crib style. Drawer storage.
Cons: Trundle is nice but uh, you can't really pull it out in this room.

Option #2



Pros:  Matches our crib style. Drawer storage. Cute pillows make it a nice seating area.
Cons: Not so great for tall people. From Ikea so have to wait for a Minnesota trip.


Option #3a

Pros:  No headboard/sides that takes away breathing room. Cheapest option.
Cons: Tight fit.


Option #3b (same bed, different arrangement)


Option #4
Go with a traditional nursery. No guest bed and buy a rollaway to move in when we have visitors, and store in basement when they aren't around.
Pros: Toy box, hamper and rocking chair can now fit in nursery instead of regulating them to sun room or living room. Cuter and more roomy, if you can have a roomy 8x10 room (you can not.)
Cons: Really annoying for guests and whoever has to lug that thing up from the basement (hubs). Lose ability to sleep in nursery when baby boy is sick and crying and I don't want to have to keep going back and forth. Because I am lazy.

There you go. Please help!

Thursday, July 15, 2010

it's all in the name

We've decided to get the kitten. Mostly because we realized that we were in too deep, and it was hard to back out. Also, I was having indecision anxiety and it was affecting by ability to ... be normal.

{Seriously, could you resist this?}

The kitten will be vaccinated, de-wormed and uterus-free when we pick her up Tuesday evening. My hope is that her arrival will not anger current cat Pica but will give her a sense of purpose other than waking me up at 5 a.m. meowing or lying on top of my face. Also that Mac the resident dog does not eat her. You should probably pray for us.

For those of you that thought I named my first cat after the disease that causes women to eat dirt and chalk, think again. Pica was named after my love of newspapers and typography. Fun fact: pica is a typographic unit of measure corresponding to 1/72nd of its respective foot and therefore to 1/6th of an inch. The pica contains 12 points of measure. I have a pica pole engraved with my name. You can commence judging me. I'm comfortable with being a journalism nerd.

Naturally the second cat needs to fit into our  my journalism obsession. Help us choose! Feel free to submit something we didn't think of in the comments. (Note: I know that the name of Richard Gere's cat in Runaway Bride was Italics. But considering he married the source of his story, his connection to journalism is voided.)

What should we name little kitten?

  • Strikethru
  • Caption
  • Pixel
  • Fonts
  • Italics
  • Quotes

Thursday, July 8, 2010

kitten anxiety

This kitten needs a home.

A friend of a friend found this itty bitty guy in a drain near her house. And then sent pictures that were very hard to resist. So for the last 24 hours we've been filled with kitten anxiety.

In general, I struggle to make decisions - haunted by the "but what ifs." We think we may have a route to get reduced costs with getting kitten fixed and vaccinated which was initially our biggest concern. But the next problem is this ball of grumpiness:


Pica loves me. And this love is fairly exclusive. In Pica's ideal world, she'd always be safely two inches from my face without anyone to compete with like a husband or a dog. But Pica did adjust to her new brother, Mac.


The two siblings chase each other in circles around the couch. Mac frequently grooms Pica's ears. When they first met, Pica spent most of her time underneath the bed. Now, they've been known to share a bed, couch and even a lap.

Then there is the problem of our 900 square foot apartment that doesn't even have a bedroom door. So with the two of us, three pets and maybe a baby someday, it seems rather naive to think we'd all have enough space to ourselves. And maybe we don't even want another cat and just are getting baby fever. 

But, then there is the possibility that kitten would make Pica motherly and keep her company when we leave her for the weekend. Or she might get territorial and rip its face off. 

Cats are pretty low maintenance but do I really want two cats trying to drink out of my water glass, sleep on top of my face, dirty the litter box and fur up the couch?

But it is SO ADORABLE.

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