My bedroom renovation has taken much longer than expected, but to be honest it doesn’t bother me. (Unfortunately, I can’t say the same for my husband.)
Some people can style a room in just a few days, start to finish, but it’s not that easy for me.
I like to live in the space and slowly hunt down exactly what I’m looking for, or find a way to make it myself.
And this is the truth…it’s not just an excuse for why I still don’t have anything on the walls.
I did the woodwork in this room. The board and batten grid behind the bed, the farmhouse style trim around the windows (which ended up including new made by me windowsills, too), and the crown molding and baseboards.
I’m lucky that my brother-in-law is a contractor with the patience of a saint when it comes to my text message questions and requests for his advice. We’ve worked out an unspoken bartering system…trading his help with projects that are literally just too big for me to handle on my own, and my ability recreate trending home decor styles with McGyver-esque techniques and attention to detail. Both of our homes mutually benefit.
And let’s be honest, this is as good a time as any to share a bedroom renovation update considering how much time most of us are spending in our homes right now.
I’m not going to lie…having an Anthropologie inspired room that makes me feel like I’m in a hotel certainly has made the last week of living in close quarters with my husband and three kids not nearly as difficult as I was worried it would be.
This room has been a much needed quiet space for me to take a few deep breaths, meditate, read, reflect, order room service (that’s what I call drinking my morning coffee upstairs while I’m getting dressed and ready for the day of homeschooling) and be grateful that in this time when tomorrow brings an uncertainty none of us ever expected to experience in our lifetimes, my family is healthy, my children are fed, and we are home…safe and sound…staying here as long as need be.
Yup, the shelves that I planned to make have been put on hold, instead I’m touching up paint around the house and updating framed photos of the kids. The mirror I’ve been searching for at every second hand store within a 30 mile radius of my house will wait for me to eventually find it…I know it’s out there somewhere, a hidden treasure I’ll be sure to share with all of you when it’s eventually mine.
All of this can wait.
And honestly, reflecting on how much time I’ve spent recently stressing about getting those things done, seems kind of silly now, you know?
I hope that in the next few days or weeks (hopefully not months) you can find that same peace in a place that makes you feel, even if just for a brief few moments, like you’re in a hotel.
Maybe you’ll even be lucky enough to have your kids bring you room service.
Nikki, In Stitches