OK, first of all, THANK YOU SO MUCH for all of your pillow recommendations. I thought maybe five or six people would tell me about their awesome pillow, but apparently a lot of you really love your pillows! Now I need to finish reading all of the suggestions, take notes, and then narrow down my search to…one pillow. I’ll keep you updated on PillowQuest, because I know that’s about as exciting as my blog gets.
So anyway, speaking of pillows, I’ve finally started working on my bedroom. It’s a really nice, big room (about 300 square feet!) with great light and a nice view of the garden. It doesn’t need a ton of work, but it’s been so easy to put off getting going with it.
At first glance, it looks like I just need to clean up and put stuff away and hang things on the wall, right? What doesn’t come through in photos is that the paint is in terrible shape. I think it’s been a very long time since the whole room was painted at once, because it’s a patchwork of numerous shades of white that have been slapped on in sections over the years. There’s old water damage to the ceiling that was never addressed (the leak was repaired, though, fortunately), and it just looks cruddy and sad.
See what I mean? It’s nothing that can’t be easily repaired, of course. By the way, if you’re thinking about using duct tape to cover your windows with plastic, PLEASE DON’T DO THAT. Ugh.
Side note: Apparently THE ENTIRE HOUSE was originally painted late-night-at-the-morgue green. I’ll pass, thanks!
But let me back up a little. Remember the Curtains of Sadness that were hanging in my dining room when I moved in? Brown polyester, the textile of sorrow. Well, there was a matching set in the bedroom. On one window, at least. The other window just had a set of rickety metal mini blinds. I can’t believe I slept mere feet away from these things for so long? So they’re folded up in the basement now, along the set from the dining room.
This is the other window. It’s big, it’s beautiful, and this is a terrible photo. Also, I considered moving the neon bench in here, but I’m not feeling it—so it’s staying in my office. And yes, that’s the rug that’s in my office that used to be in my old bedroom. I need to stop moving stuff around. That rug is too small for in here, anyway.
Here we go! Yay!