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Poor tired house
It was after visiting my neighbor that I came home with the inspiration to re-do my house. But I felt a little guilty about the idea. I’m trying to reduce my footprint on the environment, not go whole hog into a paint, wallpaper, wood panel doors, and mouldings frenzy. Until I really started looking around my house and counting on my fingers. It has been about 11 years since the lad’s former bedroom saw a paint brush. It’s been about 9 years for the rest of the house. I think it’s time.
My house hasn’t had any real updates on the inside since the lad became a teenager. Through his teen years my poor house has taken a lotta hits. A golf bag crashing into a wall here and there, a few scratches on doors. Finger prints washed off repeatedly until the paint is exhausted. My house looks tired. It looks as if it has raised a teenager and several of his friends. I’ve gotten over the guilty conscience involved in buying new paint and all the rest.
A couple of days ago, I made my first purchase. It’s a little inspiration to keep the rest of my inspiration at a fevered pitch. I bought a new quilt for my bed. Quilt and photo compliments of Martha Stewart. It’s not a hand made quilt, but I liked it.
This pretty little quilt replaces the pastel yellow and blue stripey comforter that has been in service for a dozen years or so. It has suffered the slings and arrows of a decade of cats, dogs, and kids. I’ve been eyeing this new quilt for some time. I’m going to turn my bedroom into a really pretty room, decorated around this quilt. I inherited a disaster room, but the quilt keeps me inspired. Boy have I got a lot of work to do around here. One room at a time. I will have to start practicing on making mitered cuts on mouldings soon. That will be an interesting experience, I’ll bet. Stay tuned.