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Showing posts with label home. Show all posts

9.19.2011

Adding On and Clearing Out


Kennedy's portrait of me, September 18, 2011.

Our household is all atwitter as of late. We are expecting another baby, due St. Patty's day, 2012! Along with all the joy and talk of names and wondering if it's a brother or sister, also comes a lot of thinking about space planning and all the "stuff." We always saw ours as a starter home, and it has served the needs of two grown-ups, one child, two dogs, and, at one time, a cat, very well. Very tightly well. Never in a million years did we imagine bringing another child into our tiny space. I take that back, we imagined it, then quickly said, "we'd have to move." Now here we are, entering the second trimester, with the housing market being where it is, and there is a very slim chance of us leaving. So, we adapt!


Luckily, we have three bedrooms. Unfortunately, two of them are so tiny you could not fit full sized beds in them and expect to move around. (I honestly eyed our master closet as a potential nursery, it is so big. If only there were a window!) We will clear the smallest of the two rooms, which is currently our office, for the nursery. and move the computer to a work area in the dining/kitchen. It's going to be cozy, that's for sure.


In the meantime, I repeat to myself the following de-cluttering mantras: "LESS IS MORE. ONE THING IN, ONE THING OUT. YOU ARE NOT YOUR STUFF. YOUR STUFF ENDS UP OWNING YOU." Since this isn't our first rodeo, we know how little babies actually need. We also know how hard it is resist the cute little stuffed monkeys and the soft blankies during those trips to Target for diapers. It is going to be very interesting planning for this little leprechaun!


A starting place - the hall closet, new shelves installed:



7.24.2009

Oh my moomah

Moomah




I dreamt that I brought this wonderful place to Austin. I want to go to there. I also dreamt that I had a maid, who wanted to be called a home care assistant. I'd call someone who mopped my floors a Queen if she so desired....

1.08.2009

I want to sit in this room and never leave (in a good way)




What's that design show where they have an "inspiration room"? I would love this "gallery" of art for my living room (the web site even has instructions and a shopping list). The cost would amount to $500 or so, plus shipping. Which I guess for "art" isn't too bad, but I'm going to play it cheap and make a variation of the theme, using thier handy dandy template, with frames and art I have elsewhere, including the garage. It'll be more personal that way, too. Less like it was ripped from the pages from a catalog. As for the cool floor tiles, well I can't swing that....

1.02.2009

Pink is the New Black

Kennedy's new girly room.


Painting is like giving birth -- if you remembered all the preparation, agony, and labor from previous times, you would never do it again. Luckily for us, we conveniently forget. Anais Nin once said that she painted each room in home a different color, one for each mood, which is something I think about with my home. Kennedy's new "Prom Pink" room makes me feel, well, settled. To my stomach (i.e. Pepto Bismol.) It's not that bad really, and I can't stand pink. She helped pick it out, painted a small part of one wall, and loves it, and that's all that matters....