It's taken me 19 months (give or take nine years) and DIY detours through just about every room in this house to finally get here...
And when we were all done with the renovations (and by "done" I mean "close enough"), we loved it all -- except the part that felt wrong to begin with, because my kitchen and family room were still filled with all my old not-right stuff. We've already established that making decisions gives me hives and hot flashes, so it was a process filled with second guessing, third guessing and returns. But I finally made it to the other side by picking out a few new pieces and giving lots of love to other people's junk. So I fretted and drove everyone crazy, but I'm sure they will all agree it was worth it because I really do love my table. And can I just say that when we had our first spill, we all just sat there and watched the milk pool in the middle of the table. And it was wonderful. We also picked out a new sofa and leather tilt-back chair/ottoman, which finally feel right. I finally worked blue into a room that feels like home. I painted the dresser and a side table Rain by Sherwin Williams and made some curtains and pillows that tie in the chocolate and blue-green. When I found my inspiration fabric, I wasn't sure where I would use it in the room. In the end, I made curtains with it, and they make me happy. The dresser by the window was in rather sad shape. It was a roadside find and had substantial water damage on the bottom and miscellaneous trouble everywhere else. I also discovered a bit of history associated with it that made me seriously wonder if reclaiming it was the right thing to do. But then I decided that the owner would have trashed it if he didn't want someone to put a little love into it, so I decided to strip it down and give it a go. It was a lot of work to fix it up just to distress is again, but I like how it works in the room. And I probably wouldn't have had the guts to paint it blue if it hadn't been free.
I've been in my house nearly 12 years, and until about a month ago it never really felt like it was mine. I mean the dust, clutter, piles of laundry, Nerf darts, random Lego pieces and little green army men were all mine; but the feel of the space where I spent most of my time was all wrong. And I got it wrong really, really well.
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