When my husband and I first bought our house, it needed so much work. Over the course of the few months we worked on it before we moved in, it seemed like a mountain to climb. We ripped out, re-installed, and became intimately acquainted with the dirt and grime in this house before I banished it. And then, we set out to really make it feel like a home. That was three years ago, and now I can’t imagine any where else feeling like home.
I am definitely one of those people who are always working on the house, always tweaking and changing the curtains, pillows, you name it. And then, about once every six months I get a wild hair and start re-arranging furniture. My husband likes to joke that I have Restoration Hardware tastes on a Goodwill budget, which is true. However, I have been blessed with some wonderful crafty genes, as well as a grandmother and mother who have made curtains for everything, and know how to re-upholster anything as well.
It’s not perfect, but it’s ours. And while at times the toys make me crazy and I wish I could hide them better, and I get irritated by all the shoes left out where they aren’t supposed to go, it is home. I always wanted to create a space that was warm and inviting with some style, but one that I knew my boys would love to play in. This is where we will create memories for the years to come.