Was Goldilocks Swedish?

[Sarah's photo....my food]

Yesterday, Kate, Sarah, and I went for a "girl's day out", to celebrate Sarah's birthday. We were bummed that Anna couldn't make it, because of work. The plan was to go to all of the fun places at Cascade Station, but we started at Ikea, and that place is a "time warp." We spent the whole time there. We walked, talked, laughed, and had absolutely the most fun, i've had in a long while. Of course we had to all have Sveedish Meat balls and sparkling lingonberry juice, can't go to Ikea without that; mandatory, right?! I tried to be very good and not buy everything in sight, but after much arm twisting and cajoling, I came home with a picture. The best thing I came home with though, was inspiration. Lately, I've felt very lacking in that department. Night after night, I sit watching a movie in the "snug" and look around at it...so dissatisfied, nothing done to it, and completely incapable of being objective and creative to remedy that situation. It's like I hit a brick wall. Last night, I came home with a whole new plan for it, and I'm pumped! Today, I cleaned out some storage shelves, and perused the stash of paint chips....I feel like Goldilocks....this one is too dark....this one is too light....I want it to be .....JUST RIGHT!