I may joke sometimes about wasting my degree in interiors but I thank jeebus every day that I didn't continue on that career path. Bless those who do but it was not for me. My brief experiment into Interiors included days upon days researching the button mechanism for handicap accessible doors (a noble yet intensely boring quest) and drawing HVAC plans. Poorly drawing HVAC plans. Not for any lack of skill on my part but my job was to follow the project manager's orders not question the fundamental principals of office design. Had they asked though...
It was surprising to me how little thought (if any at all) was put into the physical comfort of the end user. I sat there adrift in a sea of cubicles shivering in my sweater during a July in Atlanta drawing spaces that were exact replicas of my own personal hell. Have I told you this story before? Pretend it's new, I'm feeling nostalgic.
I was so miserable during my ID job I quit eating. I QUIT EATING! Normally under stress I binge eat like a normal person does to avoid dealing with emotional hurdles but I was way beyond the comfort of mashed potatoes at that point. A woman on the verge!
When I realized I had quit eating I figured maybe I should do something else because I fucking love mashed potatoes, y'all. I still liked designing but I was in the wrong part of it. Fast forward through some soul-searching and a bit of luck and I have a job I enjoy and this is where the thanking jeebus part comes in.
When I think about my possible alternate life where I'd be slaving away on AutoBAD all day I don't miss it one bit. Currently I get paid to spend hours on Pinterest, shop catalogs and doodle. I didn't know how to articulate "I want a job that involves grown-up coloring books" when talking to my college admissions.
But every now and then I see something and for a split second I think 'Damn, 20-yr-old Madame! Were mashed potatoes really that important?? Couldn't you have just stuck it out a little longer to move beyond HVAC plans so we could have maybe had the chance to design cool things like this?"
|via Apartment Therapy|
It's really nothing special except for its UTTER PERFECTION! I love everything about it. I love the patio/sidewalk and the low blue steps and the round little shrubby things and every damnedable thing about the door surround and even the fact that the door doesn't appear to have a peephole. It doesn't even matter to me since the door should be left open at all time just like this. Come on in, friends and criminals! We have Turkish delights in here!
I'm not saying I could have actually designed anything like this if I'd stayed in ID most likely because I would have shoved my head through my computer screen one night while working late. They would have found me dead and frozen at my desk the next day.
Of course, I found this image on Pinterest during my current job so let your brain wrap around that mobius strip of alternate possibilities.
See, Pinterest is more than just pretty pictures (of Ryan Gosling), it's about questioning your life choices! And then reaffirming those choices with healthy amounts of mashed potatoes eaten at my desk during lunch.
A desk that has a small heater under it.