confessions of decorating commitment-phobe

Confession:  We've lived in our house for a year and a half and have yet to hang one damn thing on the walls.  Seriously.  Not one single picture, painting or shelf.  We did replace the flat screen tv over the fireplace, but since we had to have the Geek Zone from Best Buy come out and install it, I've decided that doesn't count. 

I realize this makes me a terrible person. 

It's not that I haven't tried.  We've purchased many things to hang on the walls.  I'm sure I don't have to remind you about the mirror.  {Still sitting on the bedroom floor.}  I have a collection of Pottery Barn frames which would be perfect for a gallery wall, but they're sitting in the den waiting to be filled with pictures.  And then there's the collection of plates I've been accumulating for my plate wall.  They're gathering dust in a kitchen cupboard.

I think it all boils down to one thing: a fear of commitment.  Decorating commitment that is.  What if it looks terrible?  Or what if I choose the wrong pictures for the frames?  Or I put a giant hole in the drywall trying to hang something?  Or maybe it would look better on that wall over there... The fear becomes debilitating, nothing gets done and here we are a year later with a house full of bare walls. 

So, I did the only reasonable thing.  I hired a handyman to hang everything.  No, wait.  That's not what I did.  I bought more shit. 

I might have gone a little overboard on a recent trip to Ballard Designs.  Here's what I picked up:

The Cool Mist Giclee print.  {For the record, I'm already having buyer's remorse. I'm wondering if I should have bought this instead.}

I got this chandelier {with different colored shades} to replace the hideous modern glass fixture currently over our dining room table.  It seems that our house was renovated by the only gay man in the Western Hemisphere with bad taste.  Oprah gets Nate Burkus and I get the moron who thinks modern fixtures and chrome look great in a 1925 bungalow. We got these as wedding gifts {a year ago} to replace the god awful neon blue glass pendant lights currently over the island in our kitchen. {They're sitting in boxes next to the empty picture frames in the den.}

                 

I think I'm most excited about this wine rack.  I'm looking forward to getting my wine bottles out of the pantry so I can actually see what I have.  I can't wait to have more room so that I can add to my collection stash.

I also picked up this set of prints.  I think they'll look good in our hallway.  Or in the box they came in sitting on the floor.  I should really start picking home decor based on the box it's packaged in.  That's all I seem to see of it anyhow. 

I've heard the first step is admitting you have a problem.  I HAVE A PROBLEM.  I'm pretty sure the second step is calling a handyman and getting. shit. on. the. walls.

Oh, and if someone can call Ballard Designs and ask them to cut me off, that would be great.  Because I've got my eye on this:

              

and I just don't have the floor space to store it.  ...sigh...