Full Blown Nest Obsessed

I will be the first to admit. I love moving. I hate packing. 

How these two go together is beyond me, but I love the new space, the new place to explore, the endless paint color options. We have two weeks to make a decision as to whether we are going to stay in our little 750 sq ft house, or move to something with more room (and hopefully a closet). We have been on the hunt for what will hopefully be our last rental until we buy. 

Micah and I are torn on whether to stay in our little house and suffer through the lack of space, absence of a dining table and multiple college aged neighbors or to move a mile or two north and pay a good bit more for some extra space, quieter neighbors and dinners where we aren't tempting fate by eating every meal on our couch.

All of this talk of moving is making me ache for our own place, where I can install wainscoting throughout the house, bold printed wallpaper, molding around the ceiling, heavy painted wood doors with glass doorknobs and subway tile in the bathroom. I'm anxious to pick out wall colors, hang lights in the backyard, build a screened in sun porch.

I've been cruising Realtor.com, Craigslist and shamelessly driving through neighborhoods, pretending I'm actually in the market for a place. Because of this, I've been blowing up my Pinterest lately, planning and dreaming of the day I can make my own little nest from found treasures, re-purposed pieces and family heirlooms. I want to start all of these fun projects now, but our 750 sq ft of nest won't fit one more piece of anything. Trust me. I've tried.

  I'm in full nesting mode, but without that pesky down payment to help me out.

Full nesting mode minus the baby, mind you. None of that monkey business.

Also, a big CONGRATS to Christy, the $50 Shabby Apple giveaway winner!