I have never thought of myself as a minimalist.
Correction – I am not a minimalist.
I like things.
I like to buy things.
I like to collect things.
I like to be surrounded by things.
I don’t and never have liked a lot of visual clutter. Too much clutter and things being out of place makes me crabby and uneasy – but if I can keep all the crap contained and hidden away for a later day (out of sight, out of mind!), I am perfectly okay with that – it’s how I roll.
Until.
Umm….it’s really, really hot outside.
Hopefully you’re hanging out in some AC and doing some blog reading this morning – that’s what Alice and I are doing. 🙂
After I painted the first nightstand for my room (see it here), I had plans to paint another little stand I already had to use for the other side of the bed.
But every time I went to paint it, I couldn’t bring myself to do it. I have always had plans to use that particular stand for the guest room and I really like it in its current color – so I grabbed another little table I have had for just about ever and gave it a try instead. It was already white and the same general height as my other stand, so why not? This is not to say you can’t have two different color/height night stands (you totally can!), it’s just not the look I’m after.
Whenever I come across a picture of a room I like in a magazine, or on Instagram, or wherever it may be, I always imagine that whoever decorated that room conjured up a vision in their head and then went to work executing it flawlessly – just the way they had planned out in their mind.
And if that really does happen for those people, I want to know their secret, because I promise you it does not happen for me. Very rarely, anyway.
Instead, I usually stumble my way through, working with things on the fly and making it up as I go. Sometimes, things fall into place nicely. And then sometimes it’s a bit of a struggle.
This time around it was a struggle.
I hauled so many things up from the basement and nothing was working for me.
I think at one point I sat down amidst the pillow covers and candlesticks and vase fillers and said, “I hate decorating”.
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I think it’s safe to say the only thing that has been consistent with this blog all year is its inconsistency. *sigh*
After getting through the divorce (those of you who have been there know what a bummer that can be), I rewarded myself with a little getaway to Mexico with one of my besties. She lives in D.C., so we met up in Cancun and spent the next few days soaking up the sun and laughing until we cried from morning until night. It was a perfect trip, exactly what I needed, and I came home relaxed, rejuvenated, and truly looking forward to all that lies ahead in this “new” life.
Until about one week later.
Spring?
We finally have a few nice days coming up before a return to chilly weather – but the calendar tells me spring is upon us, so I have been slowly refreshing things inside.
When the spring season comes around I usually like to introduce little pops of green and softer colors and textures around the house. I’ve never been big into pastels, but anything in the family of white, ivory, beige or even a light gray, feels light and fresh to me.
Reason number 451 old crates are the best:
They make perfect little side tables.
I mentioned I was in this weird place of not really knowing what I want to do style-wise around here. I can feel a shift taking place, but details are still a little fuzzy, so while I’m figuring that out I’m trying my best not to bring in a whole lot of anything new. This house if FULL of stuff, and I’m craving space and simplicity so impulse buys are not the best idea. Nevertheless, I needed a little table to sit next to the chair in the living room. Mostly because I always have something to drink nearby. Water…coffee…wine…I always have something to sip on – and what good is plopping down in a chair if you have no place to set your drink?
It’s snowing.
Again.
Seventh day in a row.
I’m not sure what’s going to break first, my back or my shovel but I’m getting one heck of an upper body workout this week I can tell you that.
I’ve been going back and forth on what color to paint a couple of nightstands for my bedroom.
First I thought black.
Then I thought white.
Then black.
White.
Is it just me or does it feel like we’ve been in the month of January forever?
It’s not that I have anything against January – I like it just fine – but I do have the feeling of being on a hamster wheel for the past few weeks for some reason. Too much time spent snuggled on the couch in front of the fireplace perhaps? 🙂
