I love houses.
Love looking at them, online and in real life; designing and decorating them, sometimes in real life, sometimes just in my head. In another life I would be an interior designer or maybe a real estate agent. Imagining what colors go well together; should I paint the bedroom sage green, knock down that wall… I have a particular affinity for accessories – pillows and blankets and lamps and candles and knick knacks and loads of books on the shelf. They mean comfort to me.
Did I mention pillows?
Stay with me. I do have a point… and I will get to it eventually.
My obsession with accessories got worse during the Pandemic when my home became my sanctuary (actually still is) and I needed to feather my nest (actually still do).
The Pandemic opened the door to a lot of online shopping. In my pajamas. At 4 am. With a cat on my lap. When we weren’t watching cat videos and strolling thru 5 million dollar homes.
My décor has always reflected whatever phase I seem to be in at the time. When I was in my Jimmy Buffett phase a beach/tropical theme was my thing.
Then when Charlie and I got married it was all about cozy and a mountain, Colorado, cozy theme. Because we were, indeed, making our nest.
A few years ago I entered my bright, kind of Boho stage.
That may have started during the Pandemic when everything seemed so bleak and I just needed color in my life.
And now I’m in my Hygge mode. Which, ironically is a bit of a throw back to the early days of my marriage. Hygge is all the rage now. Being 100% Scandinavian (3/4 Norwegian and ¼ Dane) it seems this would come naturally to me. And it kind of does. Again a throw back to the early days of my marriage when we were creating a cozy, warm, peaceful nest. I have a head start with my Grandfather's rocking chair.
My first job is to declutter. (Anyone relate?) Then go thru my home, room by room and create a calm, peaceful, restful space. Neutral quiet shades of sage green, beige, tan and khaki; warmed by a glowing fire in the fireplace, candles and pillows and blankets and books and cute dogs and cute cats. A desire for comfort, the soft embrace that is my home.
And here’s my point (FINALLY, woman, get to the point!).
I believe that your home reflects who you are. Right now mine looks more like a small animal rescue than a serene environment I crave, but I’ll figure out a way. And for me, especially in these unsettling times, peace, calm, warm comfort is what I need the most in my days.
