it only took me nine years…

It only took nine years, but I’ve finally used the last gift card from our wedding.  (I’m surprised I never lost it, we’ve moved so many times.)

It was to Pier 1 Imports, and it wasn’t enough for much, but it was too much to just waste on something simple…if that makes since.

So, I just kept holding onto it.

Then all this talk about creating a space, and moving into a new home, and being in a more permanent place in our life has encouraged me to start making more decision about purchases.

I can spend HOURS putting products into internet shopping carts just to leave them there until they inevitably go out of stock.

I have decorated countless rooms in millions of fantasies, but I rarely make the purchases that I’m dreaming of.

I currently have baskets full of items at Land of Nod, West Elm, Anthropologie, Urban Outfitters, Etsy and World Market.  All I need is $20,000 and I’d be set.

Anyhow, today I finally made a decision, a small one, and purchased a few throw pillows and a blanket to complement my new chair and spot.

I love layering textures and pattern.

I have never been one to pick a color scheme or a room theme.

I’m a rebel,

A very, very domestic rebel.

So here’s my reasoning for pillows and blankets:

When we moved we got rid of ALL of our furniture.  Some we sold, some we gave away, some was stolen.

Unless we wanted to spend all our days camped out on the floor, we were going to have to buy some furniture.

My husband has been desperate for a leather couch for some time now, and try as I might to change his mind, he was bond and determined to buy a couch and I, being the kind, ever-loving wife that I am, gave in (kicking and screaming).

I suppose he deserves a space just as much as I do, but a couch!

That is a rather big piece to have to work around.

It is the main focal point in a living room after all.

Thus, the thought:

“PILLOWS!! That’s what this couch needs, pillows to help soften it, (*cough* cover it up) I mean…help it fit in.”

(I always strive to be inclusive.)

I kid, it’s not that bad.  It wouldn’t have been my choice, but it could’ve been worse.  

It could’ve been camo.

We are a work in progress, but I am excited as I watch our house take shape and become a home.

A little bit of him, a little bit of me. . . maybe a lot of me. 

Next on my list is getting more art on the walls for sure, but that’s an area that definitely needs some updating.

(Get ready Etsy, I’m coming for you!!)

I’ll be posting about it more I’m sure.

Whether you like it or not.

Here’s to turning a house into a home, one comfy, half-masculine/half-feminine, down and leather-covered spot at a time.

 

 

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