Lately I've been dreaming of a new house - sort of. It isn't that I don't like my home now, or my neighborhood or town or anything like that. I just kind of want to start over again. Maybe it is spring fever that is making me loathe the areas in my house that aren't absolutely clutter free, bright and clean or that is growing a desire within me to just throw (give) a whole lot of stuff away. I guess my spring-cleaning tactic might be summed up as "run away!".
I wouldn't say that I have wander-lust, just change-lust. You can ask my husband - I drive him totally crazy with practically never fixing the same dinner twice (and absolutely not within the same week - eeek!) Last time we went out to eat, I ordered the duck burger pretty much just because it was the most exotic thing I could find on the menu (and it was absolutely fabulous, I must say!). Even as a child, rearranging the furniture of my room was a favorite past time. And still now I sit staring into the rooms of my current home considering every possible arrangement (the downside being that we've got a small place and there really isn't a better arrangement than what we've got for most of the rooms - boo, no rearranging). I don't have time to repaint and once you've been in a place for a while you just get into certain habits, so I know that super spring cleaning will only last momentarily before we go right back to our ways again. I don't have a budget for redecorating and in a rental home, it seems pointless anyway.
Sometimes I just have a yearning to run away from all the stuff - to overhaul my surroundings. But perhaps I'm just feeling cabin fever because of the season. Maybe when we can better get outside to the playground and the farm and the zoo and anywhere but stuck in the house, and when I can get a little more sunshine on my face...maybe my craving for a change of scenery within my house will wane.