Worst Day Ever: I’ve been Banned from Buying Cushions!
… there’s another nearby on the floor and another sitting on a chair across the room. Upstairs in my bedroom wardrobe, the door struggles to slide closed because it keeps hitting against the cushions inside. Next door in my office, the top section of the wardrobe also features – you guessed it – two or three cushions.
Last week when I was going to the Supa Centa Moore Park to “look around” (that’s code for “buy something”), my partner told me I wasn’t allowed to purchase any more cushions. The nerve! I think this could be the deal breaker that ends the relationship, don’t you?
So I have an unhealthy relationship with cushions. There, I said it! I am like Toni Collette in that movie she did with Cameron Diaz, In Her Shoes, where she says that shoes are something you can buy to make you feel better no matter what size or shape you are. Me… I feel the same way about cushions, in that no matter what your budget, no matter what the season, no matter what’s trending… you can always find a cushion to brighten up an otherwise dreary day.
So what if my living room resembles one of those foam pits at a kids play land? Jump in!
I like to rotate homewares. I think of it as saving money, actually, because every season I will bring old homewares out of the cupboard and put the ones I currently have out away for a while. That’s the theory I operate under, anyway. I originally planned to rotate cushions with the seasons but I do find that the ones in the cupboard don’t really find their way out and that somehow, without realising, more cushions follow me home from homewares stores like lost puppies.
Can we keep him? Of course we can!
A few weeks back I did do a cull (I deserve some credit for that, right?). I wrote a post on decluttering your home and I had to practice what I was preaching, so my partner supported me through the painful process of letting some cushions go.
“But I could recover that one,” I found myself exclaiming as he put a discoloured and pilling cushion in the ‘throw away’ bag. I’ve made my own cushion covers before and I could certainly do it again. But I probably won’t, really. So I should stop living in this state of denial and come to face facts: I do have a cushion addiction.
The only way I get through this is to live vicariously through you guys on social media – seeing your glorious cushion photos on Instagram – and doing posts on the blog about some of my fave cushions brands and new makers on the scene.
For now, I have been banned from indulging this obsession any further, but the time will come… soon… when I will replace the lot. It’s inevitable. My partner knew what he was getting into when he entered this relationship lol!!!
>>> What’s your decor obsession? I’d love to hear if you’ve been through a similar stint of homewares starvation before in your own home!