And yet, that temptation pulls me in. I'm just looking, I rationalize. Just a peek at the new collection.
This time will be different.
And then I become a little dizzy from the deigner lighting. All that good design sitting on polished concrete starts making me woozy. Too many Eames products in one room and I have lost all sense of control. I begin the rationalization of an addict:
These bunk beds would create more space in Jafta's room.
This crib and changing table aren't THAT expensive. I could sell them on Craigslist after I use them.
A new baby deserves a new nursery.
Look how much Jafta likes this room.
Fortunately a cranky toddler pulls me out of my cycle of addiction. I scurry to the door before any damage is done, and vow I will never go in there again.
Until December. FLOOR MODEL SALE!!!!