You start cleaning but that gets boring really quickly. Cleaning is not fun. And even though you're cleaning and a clean room is nicer than a gross room but you still are not pleased with a lot of the things happening. You bought your bedspread 2 years ago at a garage sale. You never really loved it but it was in excellent condition and a reasonable price so you bought it and tried to live with a pink, flowered bedspread. You are a girl but you are not a terribly "pink, floral" type of girl. But it worked. Until just this moment. So instead of cleaning, you're determined to make your room much more neat. You head to the thrift store and to Walmart.
Nineteen dollars and 12 hours later and you have a totally different space. "Totally" is a little bit excessive but it is different. You remember that you have a cream colored duvet cover that you haven't used in years. It takes a while for you to find it and when you do, you remember that it was intended for a twin bed. But you have a full. You decide to go with it and in the end you're actually really pleased with the way it looks.
At Walmart, you buy two tension rods, one bag of curtain clips and five dollars worth of navy blue sheer fabric. With the help of a friend, you put them all together and perch them in the windows. Borrow a hammer and hang some of the art that until now, you've always wondered how you will hang without a hammer. Bring in a different lamp, the one from the living room, and a rocking chair that no one ever sits in and voila. You have a new bedroom.


In the morning you will bring your breakfast into your bedroom and eat it while you blog.
You can eat pink cake for breakfast in bed because you are a grown up.
2 comments:
I'm jealous of this post.
In the life of a quasi-nomad, you don't do a lot to your space, because you're not sure if you're going to be there for any longer than a year, and anything you decide to decorate with will have to be sold/given away/somehow lugged 1/2 way across the globe (or country, or city, or street) when you decide to find some more permanence in your life. So the things you "decorate" with are basically items that make your lives just a little bit easier, and a few INCREDIBLY overpriced pictures of your wedding.
Decorating is my favorite, so in this I live vicariously through you. Your bedroom is cute. Your house IS terribly cute. She's not kidding about that, folks. But you've got an eye, my friend. You really, truly do.
(Also, I need you to know that EVERY time I see one of those cryptic passcode things, like the one I just had to enter to be able to post my comment, I think of you and I laugh. Because it's funny.) Today's: giegai
Sounds chinese.
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