Why is it that men always seem to have some deep and abiding affection for a piece of furniture or art that’s only function in life should be to appear in the ‘Worst Decorating Mistakes of All Time’.
It is not enough to carry this piece from home to home it must take a place of pride – so that all who visit are confronted by its … well at times there are just no words that seem to fit.
You try over time to confine it to a back room or even fingers crossed the garage. In our last move I was blessed with a shed – OUT THE BACK – yippee and quietly stashed the offending object ‘carefully’ at the back of the shed behind the Christmas Decorations. Didn’t work, I woke up one morning to find it sitting in the lounge and my husband saying those movers put it in the shed and that we should complain because it could have been damaged (Oh goddess, one can only hope)
Somehow, my husband who barely notices what color the sheets or towels are and if asked to describe the lounge would most likely say – it has couches and a TV and consider it full description, always notices this one painting and it’s placement.
This truly awful craft version oil paint of Buddha has dogged my footsteps from house to house and I have finally had to resort to giving over a piece of the house to Michael as his sanctuary/study that no others use and isn’t easily accessed by guests. He actually asked me did I mind putting the painting in there with his other bits and pieces – to this day I still don’t know if he was joking with me or if he had truly remained oblivious to my antipathy toward that picture.
People say it is the thought that counts when it comes to gifts all I can say is whatever I did I’m sorry and WHAT WAS SHE THINKING ??????
Mothers and any others who give paint by the number religious pictures as a wedding gift should be rounded up and placed in protective custody because:
- They need to be stopped for their own good or they may progress to – I almost can’t bring myself to say it ‘clowns on velvet’. Shiver…..ewwww
So what object do you object to that you can’t get rid of – no matter how much you wish you could?