I like to think I'm a minimalist, but my homes, and even my bedroom as a kid, have never shown any indiation of that. I guess I like to think it only because I detest housework so much, especially dusting, and a little minimalism would definitely cut down on the need for that silly, overrated, overly-perfectionist thing called housework. Especially the dusting part. Yuck! But let's face it, I'm a clutterbug, and I don't clean very often or very well, and I'm quite relieved that the cats like it that way, well at least most of them. Tara is a bit of a clean freak and she's always trying to tidy up after the rest of us, to no avail. But she keeps trying. She is even the first cat I've ever known who doesn't mind the vacuum cleaner. She also has the perfect coat for dust-mopping, although we don't currently have the right flooring for much of that. Poor thing, her talents are wasted here.
So what does any of that have to do with Russell Crowe you ask?
Well it all started with an article linked on Facebook, about knitting being good for you
, and that article's mention of Russell Crowe knitting, and a link to another article about that
, and me wanting to see a photo of him doing so (I mean, come one, don't at least half of you want to see that?), and a search that almost failed because WTF is wrong with Google today? But I came across a non-knitting blog that had the photo I was looking for
, and off in the margin the blogger had linked to a tour of her house
that had been posted on a design site. I looked at the photos tagging her home as maximalist, and oh gosh I thought I'd come home - not to my real home, alas, but to a home I could love. Her final photo of a pile of glitter with this written in it was the clincher:
"My favorite thing about my home is it's okay to make a mess."
Searches online can be so weird, leaving the oddest trails, something that fascinates me no end. I discovered this as soon as the world wide web was born, at a time when I was writing fiction, and my research time suddenly went through this weird sci-fi-ish time dilation phenomenon, and I knew I was in trouble because the internet would suck me in and I'd forget where I lived if I wasn't careful.P. S. Apparently Russell Crowe does not knit, the photo was staged. Well poop! It's a nice photo anyway and a nice plug for knitting.