Back before we had a time-sucking, rug-peeing, table-chewing puppy, I got stuff DONE when Lucy was at preschool. In the weeks leading up to the start of school I was making LIST after LIST of crap I was going to DO around the house in the 3.5 hours I was allotted each day. Mostly messy stuff, like paint touch-ups, or things I really needed to concentrate on, like arranging and hanging pictures or making curtains. Or things I wanted to do without interruption, like ORGANIZING THE ATTIC. (I did that in ONE PRESCHOOL SESSION, you guys. I still have a list of things I need to do up there, like remove and donate half of the 500 pounds of books we are keeping for some unforseen reason. But I was pretty proud of myself, even if I did show up to pick-up covered in sweat and cobwebs.)
Anyway, one of the things I also completed before the siren song of TJMaxx called me away for the remainder of 2012 was redecorate my bedroom. We have now lived in this house for nine years (it will be 10 in July) and I have painted this room three times. What can I say – I just get the itch. I don't think ANY room in this house is even CLOSE to what it was nine years ago. I am thankful for that as I remember our old kitchen and how I had to dust our plates when I took them out as those cabinets were literally DISINTIGRATING.
Do you remember the other versions?
THE RED BEDROOM, WHICH ALSO HAD A CAT (now deceased)
I mean, I thought this place was IT when we moved in. The bedding was actually very awesome, and from Crate&Barrel and is living in the attic sealed away next to the 500 pounds of books because I cannot bear to get rid of it, even if we're not using it. But the red... dude, if you are going to paint your bedroom BLOOD RED, maybe you should have more than one window. The bedroom was SO dark. Nice when you're sleeping; HORRIBLE when you're trying to do anything else, like get dressed and see what you look like in a mirror. Also please note that Dave painted this room all by himself and it took ONE COAT. I have mentioned that before, I know. But it still amazes me, you know, that it ever even DRIED. (HOW THICK WAS THAT ONE COAT OF PAINT?)
Look! Baby Asher! Also Hambone, now deceased. (Was world's awesomest dog, except for the not liking children thing.)
So then the red started to get to me and I wanted to lighten things up so we did YELLOW next. It was hard to get Dave on board for yellow, because yellow meant PRIMER FIRST. (Honestly, ANY color over that red required primer first.) And then, even before Pinterest existed, like, three YEARS before Pinterest existed, I decided we would do yellow and GRAY. I was a PIONEER, you guys. A COLOR PIONEER. And it was cute!
(You cannot make me regret this photo.)
Until, you know, I accidentally bleached the duvet and Dave said he hated the curtains because they were right over the air vents and then we renovated the bathroom and I felt like the bathroom looked like a totally separate place rather than coordinating with the bedroom like I imagined an ensuite should. SO. You know. I did it all over AGAIN.
Amazingly enough, I stole a can of paint from my parents' house and paid $40 for the new duvet cover and shams. The only other thing I bought was the seagrass mirror, which was a splurge at $50 from HomeGoods. We'd installed blinds throughout the bedrooms upstairs, and I found the curtains in the linen closet, where they'd been since they'd failed to look even remotely nice in our living room. I love the duvet cover and so did Dave until I mentioned that if he looked closely he could see that it was covered in a peacock pattern. This turned him off COMPLETELY, but I don't care. I LOVE LOVE LOVE IT. I love the colors and how soft it seems and I love that it makes the bathroom look like it coordinates. Important, I think, for when we sell this place.
AHHHHHHHHHHH. (I'm sure I'll hate it in two more years.)