We are all hiding inside today from the sweltering heat and I’m so thankful for some downtime to get some design inspiration here on IG. I’m excited to share with you all the inspiring home of Mary and Tim from @17apart! Their home is a beautiful balance of comfort & sophistication. Everything about this space has me dreaming up new ideas in my home. If only I could wave my wand and get those high ceilings....😍. I’ve been motivated to revisit some art projects after reading their blog post on this art that Mary recently completed. I love how it adds just the right amount of interest and brightness to the space. Mary also shared a great tip with her canvas and frame sourcing. And if you enjoy watching projects unfold as much as I do, you should follow their kitchen update! @17apart also have the sweetest dog...so that alone should have you peeking into their account! . . . .
This is a tale of growth and reality. The basement has been a real struggle for a while now. We have no storage in this home and the basement has become a collecting point for everything that is in transition or needs a new home. We have slowly been going through the process of sorting sentimental childhood items and even things that helped make our house a home as newly weds. Learning what’s worth holding onto physically has been a learning process. It’s been hard for me (the less sentimental one in this marriage) to allow more space for things that are important for my husband. I’m learning that the process of compromising is not about thinking about a solution that gives both parties what they want, but is most successful when I “attempt” to consider only the others person’s happiness, and in return find happiness for myself. I’ve also been humbled recently as I learn to let go of control in how I expect a process or project to be completed. In sharing this post, it’s tempting to only show the parts where this progress is more advanced and to not reveal the not so beautiful part of change. But in an attempt to embrace this process, swipe to see our reality currently. And as a coping mechanism, I scroll through Pinterest to gather ideas for some updating in this space. I’m exploring the use of lots of white paint here to freshen things up....
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16 755:05 PM Jul 8, 2018
The house “editing” continues. I mentioned in my stories the other day that at least once a month I like to clear all my surfaces, and often the walls. I gather everything into a specified place while I clean, and then I slowly place an item back one at a time. And often, during this process I choose to keep the space empty for a time...I let it breathe and in so doing it helps me see other possibilities for the space or find how much I really enjoyed what was already there. This time I’ve even removed several lamps and some of the wall art has not returned to its spot (for now at least). I’ve found that the way I create space in our home is often directly connected to how chaotic life is. The greater the chaos, the more I edit/remove/simplify in our home. So...based on how much stuff is headed to the basement, I must be feeling like there’s a lot of chaos around here 😂. . . . .
For a long time I’ve been entranced with the beauty of flatlays. The textures, the interest in spacing...everything about it is fascinating to me. It’s been something that has piqued my creative curiosity and is something that I’ve attempted repeatedly, and failed repeatedly (at least by my standards). And even as I post this I’m finding so many things to be critical of, but I’m choosing to post it because I choose progress over perfectionism. My husband and I took the Enneagram test this past winter (if you don’t know what this is, it’s a personality test and it’s something that I believe everyone can benefit from taking). I scored a “1”: The Reformer. And while not all the points for me like a glove, of them stands out: perfectionism. I hold myself at such a high level, that unless I feel like I’m going to excel, I don’t even want to try. But that rigidity with myself leaves little room for creative, grace, and growth, but plenty for guilt, frustration, and judgment. But this little account has been such a gift to me. A place for me to practice vulnerability. And wow! I never expected some of the outcomes. Some beautiful, encouraging friendships, an outlet to share thoughts (big and small) and stop the thought marathon in my brain, and a growing understanding of even myself as I’ve found I express myself better with the written word than the spoken. Thanks to those of you who so kindly show interest in my interests and my little pocket of earth. . . . .
7 751:04 AM Jun 21, 2018
I’m learning to let go and relax more about life...I’m learning that curveballs and chaos can lead to good things. Right now we have a lot of days where we feel like we are in the trenches, but hopefully over time I’m becoming “gracefully seasoned.” I can easily come up with lots of corny analogies (which I will spare you from...and I like to think I inherited it from my dad)...but the idea of being seasoned, or ripened with time has been circling around in my mind, and how we as individuals gravitate towards those people in our lives and look to them as role models. Just like my poor fiddle leaf fig here (who battled spider mites)...we might come out pretty scarred from a fight or situation, but if we hold our head high and continue in with graceful dignity, we can still bring some beauty and now have a story to share. I may not feel wise, but I’m learning to not discredit experience. I may not always feel comfortable in my own skin, but I’m learning to value my own presence. I’ve seen what power perspective has on life. I’ve seen some individuals become bitter and sour and unable to taste the richness of life ever again. And I’ve seen those who persist...and though bruised and haggard from life stand up again and again, smiling at adversity and daring to find joy. I want to be the latter individual. And I want you to be able to be that person too. Tonight I recognize you and your trials. I cry with you. I urge you to endure. And I will celebrate with you when you find your victory. . . .
4 782:57 AM Jun 17, 2018
It’s the little things that I find exponentiate joy. The surprise hugs from my girls. My husband waking up early with the girls and letting me sleep in a little longer. The permission to take some guilt-free time for myself. A timely word of encouragement. The cool breeze on a summer evening. Or finding that a local shop has these cute flowers that I’ve had on my mind for some time. Life doesn’t have to be a canvas full of grand gestures to be joy-filled. And I’m learning that contentment really comes from enjoying and finding satisfaction in the small things. What are the “small” things that are bringing you joy these days?
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Sappy post alert! If you’ve been following me for a while, you might remember my His side/Her side post. This picture represents appreciation for my man and his desire to serve and grow from the other post’s picture. This morning I’ve been soaking up my gratitude for a husband who is always working toward making happy even when it’s an inconvenience to him. Last night we put together platform bed for a room, he’s working on closet solutions and garage organization, he parents the girls solo while I work on my house projects, and patiently puts up with the resulting crankiness on my side from lack of sleep or project frustration. He generously allows me to make giant messes in inconvenient spaces as I start, pause, and finish projects. And he is always encouraging me in my pursuits, prodding me on through my laziness, and never lets my hesitations hold me back. All this to say, looking back, despite our differences, it’s amazing to see how our growth brings more similarities than differences. And I hope with time we are that couple that finish each others’ sentences, or can even communicate without even words because we are so in sync and tuned into each other’s needs and wants. And maybe, our bedroom will eventually look the same on both sides (maybe both messy, maybe both clean 😉). Thanks for being so good for me @purple8history! . . .