It's always ‘fun’ to be tootling along in a project, happy as a clam, and then get to the point where you need to order something only to find it out of stock. And then when you check in with your regional rep, find out we've got another national shortage on our hands.
This week? It's paint. Which, OOOF. Trust me, I'm as frustrated as you are.
But, then I remind myself that when the universe throws up a roadblock it's for a good reason. So I take a step back, evaluate the situation, and move forward from there. Patience is a fundamental tenet of any renovation, and I feel blessed to even be able to do what it is we do.
And frankly, right now is the BEST time to plan. Get all your ducks in a row, so you can jump as soon as things become available again. Then get the home you love and know that you made the right choices for you AND your house.
Listen, I love our little house. I love that we've been able to make it our own. But I still daydream of a little place of my own, where I could go all the way with just what I wanted, with no thought for anyone else's tastes and desires. So this week, I did up a Dark and Moody ‘She Shed’ - a term which is cringe, but also completely accurate. A place where I could escape to watch what only I wanted, where the closet contained my most fabulous pieces, and where the only ingredients in the fully stocked kitchenette were the ones I loved. I started with an over the top dark rose mural on the walls, warmed up with genuine wood floor, and accented with black cabinetry, marble counters and Zellige tile. Crystal would sparkle from the hardware and the dimmable lighting. Upholstery would be punchy but comfortable, and there'd be a little russet leather piece for good measure. Caftan on, old movies on the TV and ice clinking in my glass. I'm ready.
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