Life for rent

I've had this in my mind for the past month and I finally got around to doing it yesterday. That happens so often, great ideas that are left by the sidelines.

So, last month I bought a set of greeting cards designed by Lisa Congdon with the intention of hanging them up. I adore her work but don't have much funds at the moment so I thought what a great way to own something that represents her work. At first I planned to frame each one but I never got around to finding the perfect frame... luckily a vision of a clothesline and clothespins entered my crazy brain and here we have it!


My clock has been lonely for the past 2 months. I think it was about time he got some friends. Hammered in 3 nails and tied twine to each one.


Using clothespins (I bought at the 99 cents store), I attached each card to the line. These would work great with photos too!

I used to own a home (apartment) before I got divorced. Back then I was so obsessed with having a perfect home - everything had to match. Each room in the house had to look like the cover of a Pottery Barn magazine. Then life changed. I moved into a subleased apartment in the city the size of my bedroom, I was living with someone else's furniture, someone else's plates but I couldn't be happier. It was like living someone else's life until I found mine again. Two years later, I still love that none of my furniture matches, my plates are random, my towels and beddings are mismatched... I don't feel like my stuff own me, they don't define who I am. To me, it's just stuff and I can move tomorrow and I wouldn't have to worry about lugging everything along with me. Don't get me wrong, I love everything in my apartment, I just don't feel tied down to it. I guess it's the bright side of renting. Some say it's a waste of money but right now it works and I'm happier than I've ever been. Oh and I found my life again.

This post reminded me of one of Dido's songs:

Life for rent by Dido
I haven't really ever found a place that I call home
I never stick around quite long enough to make it
I apologize that once again I'm not in love
But it's not as if I mind
that your heart ain't exactly breaking
It's just a thought, only a thought

But if my life is for rent and I don't learn to buy
Well I deserve nothing more than I get
Cos nothing I have is truly mine

I've always thought
that I would love to live by the sea
To travel the world alone
and live my life more simply
I have no idea what's happened to that dream
Cos there's really nothing left here to stop me

It's just a thought, only a thought
But if my life is for rent and I don't learn to buy
Well I deserve nothing more than I get
Cos nothing I have is truly mine

While my heart is a shield and I won't let it down
While I am so afraid to fail so I won't even try
Well how can I say I'm alive
If my life is for rent...