Last weekend we went to Ikea to find inexpensive linen storage and new curtains for our bedroom, which led to a discussion of interior decoration in general, which led to John agreeing to let me repaint our horrid yellow office (a shade of his choosing), which led to an investigation of recovering the couch we have in here, which led to further discussion of fabrics, which led to the realization that John can just make us curtains (because they aren't that hard [says I], and he is the sewing maching expert around here, and while we're at it let's do some for the kitchen, too), which led to a few hours spent wandering around fabric stores, which led to now several hours spent perusing vintage fabric sites, only to discover that I apparently have expensive taste ($48/yard??? Oh, HELL, no), and me muttering, "Oh, THAT'S CUTE!" to myself every so often.

I've got the sickness, y'all.