I have had a seriously, unhealthy relationship with throw pillows over the years.
These pillows have multiplied. I’ve sewn some, bought some, and moved them to every house I’ve ever lived in.
And somehow, they always end up getting on my last nerve.
I mean, yes they are super adorable sometimes. But, we don’t actually use them.
Pretty much the only use for them is for ME to constantly pick up from the floor where they have been discarded several times a day.
To think, I have done this for years now.
I remember the last three times I have moved, I had to pack up several contractor garbage bags full of throw pillows alone. Why?
So, a last tribute to my throw pillows in the montage above.
I only have 4 now.
Two are on my couch and the other two serve as a “back” on my daughter’s rocking chair.
And these four are actually used and serve a purpose.
I’m excited to finally quit the title: The House Pillow Picker-Upper.
Now I can do something else worth while.