I Have A Problem With Pinterest

I'm addicted to Pinterest.  I have only been on for a couple of weeks but I'm in love, the kind of love you feel for a guy in the first two weeks of dating.  It's dreamy.

Our purse strings are tightened to the point of asphyxiation so shopping doesn't hold the same allure for me these days that it used to.  I am a window shopper and I truly do enjoy browsing but somehow KNOWING beyond doubt that you cannot bring home a single item, no matter how fantastic,  takes the wind out of my sails.  Pinterest is like virtual window shopping minus the disappointment.

I have outfits pinned for the rest of the winter; fabulous outfits with accessories and make up right along with them.  Outfits I will never wear because I am a recluse and live in sweats with my hair in a ponytail and no make up.  BUT if I ever get somewhere to go I know exactly where I'm going to get myself together.  "My Style" board is going to guide me to looking fabulous no matter the occasion.  I'm going to venture into my closet and put together jaw-dropping outfits from the plethora of clothing that has been hanging there just waiting for new ways to be combined.  My accessories are going to be put together in ways I could never have imagined and I will be switching purses with each new ensemble.  Please, give me somwhere to go soon.

I anxiously await spring.  My "outdoor spaces" are going to be beyond amazing.  Cozy nooks filled with lanterns and candle light.  Entertaining areas set with fabulous dinnerware and adorable centerpieces.  The landscaping in my yard will be undergoing a major overhaul.  Every path and flower will be perfectly combined for an aesthetically pleasing journey every time I venture into my yard for a morning stroll.  It doesn't matter that my backyard is the size of a postage stamp.  Pinterest has shown me my dreams can be big though my reality may be small.

I have been building an aresenal of recipes.  Some are "yummy,"  some are "healthy meals," some are for "entertaining" only and some are for days like today, when the snow is falling and the temperature right along with it.  My "comfort foods" are perfect for today.  I'm studying and staring, ready to choose the perfect one from my board to entice my family to the kitchen.  I envision them gathered around the table, laughing and chatting while I whip up the perfect meal from my board.  Maybe we can even play a board game while it simmers.  It doesn't matter that I probably don't have a single ingredient to prepare a single recipe.  It doesn't matter that my children are 17 and 16 and would probably rather maim themselves than to sit around our table with their lame parents playing board games while their dinner cooks.  None of this matters because with Pinterest, anything is possible.

I even have my "thinspiration" board.  All of this cooking and eating is going to require some major working out and dieting if I'm supposed to resemble anything smaller than a beached whale this summer.  I have work outs pinned.  I have inspirational quotes.  I have women in bikinis and before and afters.  I look at them every day and think, YES!!  that is going to be me this summer.  I read about what one must do to achieve that kind of result.  I read and I look and I think and I dream.  Then I log off and have a snack and sometimes take a little nap because all of this dreaming and looking is exhausting.

Oh Pinterest....I shudder to think what my grey, empty, dreamless life was before you.  I wake early in the morning just to log on and see what the genius people I "follow" have found on the web over night.  I thank you for giving me yet one more way to waste yet more time sitting at my computer while my butt grows to the size of my chair.  I thank you Pinterest.