I was talking to someone the other day, can’t remember who it was now, and I mentioned the fact that my home is my “thing”. You know how people, men and women alike, always have something that defines them; their trademark if you will? Whether it’s great hair, the perfect purse with every single outfit, that 1/16 inch stubble that never seems to grow, it’s that person’s signature thing. Now I’m not talking from an inner-person standpoint here. What I mean is the thing you notice about them physically.
For me it is definitely my home.
Many, many years ago I gave up on the possibility of always having great hair, the perfect purse to go with every outfit. Somehow though, and you can confirm this with Matt if you like, no matter how often I shave my legs there always seems to be that 1/16 inch of stubble. Or more. Perfection is not possible no matter how much I want to strive for it.
So I said screw it to aiming to be the perfect person. But it just hit me this past week that the thing for me is my home. Boom, like I’d never realized I love to have my house set up in a comfy and pleasing way. My house isn’t exactly like something that just fell out of a magazine or anything but, if you visit, the thing I’ll hope you take away is that you were relaxed and happy while you were here.
I’m a collector of various things – shot glasses, sports memorabilia, movie related memorabilia. Not an overabundance or anything though like those people you see on Hoarders. I don’t even own a live cat, let alone one that died too long ago to remember. Yeah, I just threw up in my own mouth a little bit too. You’re welcome.
But anyway, each of those small collections kind of end up defining the spaces in my home and I’m cool with that. Every Interior Designer on the planet will cringe at theme rooms. Well I love them to be honest. So I guess ID’s are cringing at my house? Oh well, probably why I had no desire to see ID school through to the end.
So because I promised multiple times that I’d post pictures (as I was reminded recently) I guess there’s no better time than now to invite you over.
This is the kitchen before, when we first moved in. Before the painting madness ensued and I covered just about every square inch of this place in low VOC latex.
Kitchen now. The cabinets are just painted but we’re playing around with the idea of darker cabinets so at least this was a cheaper solution to see if we like it and can live with it until we save up to renovate the space.
We’ve got an en suite master set up which is pretty cool. We had this in our last apartment too but they put the teeny stand up shower in that bath and the tub in the other bath plus the guest bedroom was larger there so we ended up giving up the second bath to our guests and office. No biggie though…
Because now we’ve got separate rooms for the guests and office (as you know from my last post) and our bedroom is just perfect. The bath attached is a nice perk. We tore out the glass doors (yuk!) and Matt put a refresher epoxy on the surround. I’ve been wanting to paint our bathroom this color of blue since I installed blue in a client’s bathroom before we left Massachusetts last summer. I think it works well with the brown and we already had the shower curtain & accessories.
This is my desk set up and some of the built-in shelving for the office. A side note for all my EcoEtsy peeps – the green boxes you see on the shelves are repurposed. My most recent order of Ripple the Twine came inside those two boxes & then inside a shipping box. I cut off the side flaps, painted them using the paint color we have in our guest bath, attached some self-adhesive Velcro to the front flap and now I’m using them to store stuff as well as cleaning up the look of clutter on those shelves. The flap-top box in between them houses all my small acrylic craft paints. As you can also see a bit of sporty goodness has started to find a home too!
And this is my little sales corner. I don’t know if anyone will ever be at my house to buy a single copy of any of my work but I like having it on display if for no other reason than to feed my own desire to keep doing it. When I look up and see all of my projects in one display I am happy that this is what I do for a living now. Okay, happy is probably an understatement; elated, ecstatic, “broke but I’m happy”. Can’t argue with that!
It has started climbing into the triple digits on a regular basis now. So unlike the winters here where you can be outdoors pretty much every day and all day, and also unlike winter v. summer back on the northeast coast, I’m spending the summer inside. I figure I owe at least that much to the house, to appreciate its awesomeness now, after all the hard work to get her here.
(Sorry for the blurriness of some of the pictures, I took them with my phone and didn't have time to edit the images)