Truly. Patience is a virtue, and it's clearly one I don't have. I decided to move the bookshelf above down a flight of stairs by myself today. It did not go well.
But if I could just slide it down the runner, I thought. The cat took one look at the situation and ran for cover. It was a lot heavier than I remembered, but then again I used to just roll it wherever I wanted it.
Ah yes, the wheels. They don't really lend themselves to sliding. Two of the casters snapped off somewhere around the fourth or fifth step. The bummer of this entire situation is, well, see the previous sentence, and the bookshelf doesn't look good in its new location. It needs to go back upstairs.
The nook. It's my favorite spot in the house. I love the big windows and amazing light so much, I claimed it as my office.
However, do you see the awning in the window? Yes, right there. That's my neighbor's side porch. She's a lovely woman. Came over and introduced herself. Gave me the skinny on the neighborhood. Even brought over a neighborhood directory. (I live in a neighborhood with a directory!!!) So here's the rub: Lovely neighbor takes her morning coffee on the side porch, and I feel a little like I'm on television in the big picture window. It's awkward.
I need window treatments that give privacy but don't block the light and don't cover the architecture of the windows. Roman shades? Cafe curtains? Sheers? Nothing seems quite right. I am stumped. And working at my dining room table.
I just read this story about a young couple, who bought a weekend home in the Catskills and renovated and decorated for less than $10,000. Most of the decor comes second hand -- Craigslist, family pieces and found items. Quite inspiring. See the slideshow here.
I love this closet redo from Real Simple, especially the catchalls on the door from Kangaroom Storage. Mootsie has so many little trinkets. The barrettes alone are enough to drive a mama crazy. Right now, her closet is a mess. It's a reach in closet like this one, except instead of hanging rod, there's a funny thing that I'm pretty sure is original to the house. It's useless and has to go.