I live in a lovely little home. On the outside, it is kinda ratty, but inside is open and light. It has a built-in hutch and an actual dining room, and the kitchen holds every necessary appliance (rice cooker, coffee pot, small food processor, large food processor, panini machine, air popcorn maker that makes the worst popcorn ever, and tea kettle). It is colorful, which is just the way we like it. The art hung on the wall is soothing and vibrant; our midcentury TV stand/bookshelf is amazing. If you come on a day that it’s clean and you keep your eyes off the ancient carpet, it looks great! The 1930’s bungalow suits us well because of its layout and all the sunshine it lets in.
If we could own it, we would! (We keep trying to convince our landlord to sell it to us, to no avail.) I had a really fun time decorating when we moved in, even on a limited budget, and this summer cleaned out all the crap from the closets. It’s been a nice home to entertain in and grow with Chris.
I am the problem in this relationship, though. For the past 6 months, we have been looking for a new place to live. I’m sure you’ll find out why in future posts, but we have our reasons.
Because of this, I have spent 6 months avoiding making any major furniture purchases, doing meaningful organization, or making it my home. I honestly believe that as soon as I find a place for everything and have the perfect pieces in each room, we will move into a house that won’t fit what I’ve bought or will not match the new place. And that would really stink.
I realized today that this is a bad plan. I looked around at all the little projects that I keep putting off- going through the boxes in the closets, repackaging things, weeding more stuff and donating it, getting a bookshelf for Chris to use next to his desk, buying a bed. The procrastination just adds to the clutter and disorganization of our lives.
Some of this is due to lack of funding for the remodel- boxes, bins, furniture, and the likes really add up! I try to find things on Freecycle, Craigslist, or at thrift stores, but those don’t have it all! I know that the chaos really affects Chris, yet still, we don’t tackle it. So, even though we’d like to move, I decided that we are worthy of feeling settled in our own home.
Right now, I am trying to find a new job while working full time and don’t have many extra hours in the day… I’m going to endeavor to make a dent in these projects. The peace of mind that will come from knowing what we have, where it is, and that everything has a place will certainly be worth it. Instead of being a source of frustrating or guilt, my house will provide a place for us to thrive. It will be restful, a comfort, and an escape.
Today, I finally bought the bookshelf for Chris. Abby and Susan had to help me get over the pain of parting with an extra $70, but in the end, I’m really excited. He is going to love it!
And in place of apathy, I am taking action.