Dear Pottery Barn Kids,

i hate you.

you make me a crazy, obsessed person.

all of the sudden i want to home school.

and i don't even volunteer!

how? how do you do it?

all of the sudden i need a school room.

a school room!

i want my kids to do homework in a room like this.

hell, i'd go back to school if i can do my home work in a room like this.

pardon the french.

i guess for now i'll settle for the kitchen table.

but someday.

someday i'll have at least a couple of globes

hanging from the ceiling over a little desk

in a little corner of my house.

so there.

sincerely,

emily.

{disgruntled and covetous}