Unlike me, Pepsi, our partner in crime has finally settled in. Or she’s reminiscing her former life where moving and upheaval do not exist.
First off, my apologies to all those fab bloggers I follow whom I have neglected in recent times, I will play catch up on all your posts ASAP. We actually just got the ability to set up this computer 2 days ago. Something with hooking cable up on the outside of the house and needing PERMISSION. What the what? Waiting on Strata is mind boggling. Not sure how I’ll do with that.
Moving and Working do not actually like each other and I felt the backlash of their hateful relationship. However, there is change brewing and I see that proverbial light at the end of the tunnel. Being on Instagram actually helps me feel like I’ve gotten a few things accomplished, I can take pictures of little vignettes while the rest of the room is utter chaos and no one is the wiser! Brilliant! Except, it’s a little like lying and so I get to reveal my truth to you all. Soon it will not be a lie, just fudging, since the utter chaos will eventually move to a little messy, that’s all.
Here are a few pictures where I look like a hoarder. One week into the move. Excuse the blurry ones, I thought it was my fatigue but if you can see it too, then it’s just crummy photography. But talk about setting the mood! Bang on.
You may recognize some items from the last house. They have since been used in this place or donated. We had to get rid of even more when we actually set the space up. I loved seeing some things go (hubs recliner for one: Hallelujah, Praise Jesus!) but other things I tried and tried to keep but failed (the tufted white room divider I used for a headboard in the spare). And is it just me or are people on Craigslist flakes?? It happened more than I’d like to say that the item that was supposed to be picked up by the person you’ve pretty much formed a loving, bonding relationship with drops you like a hot potato – no explanation or ANYthing! It’s hard not to feel broken up with. Even if you don’t know them by anything but their email address. I must have issues I haven’t realized I have…
Notice that wall colour – so similar to the exterior I showed you a couple of posts back. I’m told by my good friend that it’s call BEIGE. Or maybe she said BLAH. Either way, she’s right, I’m unfamiliar with it and it must go.
I was pretty sure I could handle painting all the walls myself as I’ve done a bajillion times over the years, but, you know, life is getting shorter and I have other plans that are a little less messy (maybe) and so we hired painters that are ruggedly capable of pushing the paintbrush for not as much time or heartache as it would take me. Did you know that painting over beige with white takes 3 coats? Dodged that bullet. They start at the end of the month (insert happy dance here).
And so here are a couple of vignettes that I managed to pull together. I know some people think it’s dumb to hang things up when you will only have to take them down again in a few weeks, but I’m happiest when I’m decorating and so why deny myself the thing that keeps me sane while I wait. I know the husband and kids appreciate that, no cowering in corners for them!
Poor Pepsi no longer has to sleep on this, you can see where her little body left an indent in the whatever that is:
To be fair, SHE chose this spot, but really, she didn’t have many options. Bad pet owner. Bad.
I wanted to write “Next post I’ll talk about my feature wall plans, my kitchen lipstick plans (Dior lipstick – so don’t judge me) and simple-ish bathroom change ups”, but I’ll instead say “In Future Posts”, because I am waiting on other experts’ time tables. Next post will be what ever I actually get done, which should be fantastic, I’m sure. In the meanwhile, I’m feeling more excited as I move forward into making this house my home. Thanks for your patience and Lets Roll!