Somebody once told me that if you feel the need to rearrange your furniture a lot, it's a sign you're mentally ill.  It's probably not true at all, but for some reason it stuck with me.  I'm reminded of it every spring, because that's when I get the urge to start changing things in my house.  They're not big changes.  Just little things like changing the throw pillows on my sofa, or switching the "theme" of a room.  I already changed up the look of my living room, but for some reason it didn't seem like enough.  So, I set my sights on fiance Thom's kitchen.  I decorated it for him when he moved in, and was worried that I would make it too feminine.  To avoid that,  I went with a sage green, but ended up accessorizing with a few sunflowers here and there.  Thom was a good sport about it, and didn't mind.  After all, I do most of the cooking over there, anyway.

This time, I had something totally different in mind.  Since I do spend so much time in Thom's kitchen, I wanted to do something that I would like too.  I guess I wasn't as worried about his reaction since he'd been so good about it last time.  Still, it was only fair to tell him what I was thinking about.  Cherries.  Think a 1950's kitchen in red, white and black.  He has a white stove that's pretty old, so I thought it would all work out.  But cherries?  Was that pushing him too far? 

I presented the news to him last week, and he actually took it pretty well.  Turns out, Thom likes to gamble occasionally, and cherries seem to be his good luck charm.  He told me whatever I wanted to do was fine...just not to spend too much money.  No problem.  This was not a big renovation I was planning.  Just a little something to give the tiny kitchen a new look.  So, this weekend, I started the work.  The sage green panel curtains came down, and up went red and white checked valances.  The green rugs were gone as well, replaced by cherry red ones.  The sunflowers are only a memory, and I now have touches of red flowers here and there.  It's still a work in progress. Some of the stuff I ordered hasn't arrived. (Don't worry Thom, it wasn't expensive).  I'm hoping it will all come together in a couple weeks' time, and he'll have a fresh new kitchen for spring. I know I'll feel better about it.  I figure I'm still okay. It didn't involve rearranging any furniture.