My Boudoir

Awhile ago I remember writing a post about our bedroom. The wonky space where a headboard should go was a problem then as much as it is today. Having made a garland to try to solve the problem it didn't last long. One night it came loose and landed on my head, making me jump right out of my skin. Don't get me wrong the garland was lovely but it just needs something more.

Nightstands are something we no longer have to worry about. Finally after searching at auctions and flea markets and not finding exactly what I wanted I decided we couldn't wait any longer. Going down to the barn I rummaged around, hubby helped cleaned them up, we painted one, and I told myself they would work for now. For not being perfect, they have grown on me.

Grabbing a crochet hook and some yarn, I sat on my bed yesterday and started a ripple blanket. There was no noise from the monsters as they were tucked away in bed, the television was off, and Buster was snoring in the kitchen. It felt really good to be able to just close the door to our room, put a drink on my nightstand, and relax. Very rarely does it ever get that quiet in our house. 

I remember a time when my bedroom was the place to be. Best friends would come over and we would have slumber parties. There was my orange phase that started in middle school and went into my freshman year of high school. Everything had to be orange and my reasoning was because when you ask someone what their favorite color is very few people say orange. The bedroom was where I did my homework, talked on the phone, read a book, and even painted my nails.  

Now as an adult it seems like some of that is lost, spending most of my time now in the living room or doing late night projects in the kitchen or studio. Often I tell my children to clean their rooms wondering how they get messy so fast. The difference is they live in their rooms like I use too. 

Granted after decorating a little more and realizing the true value in my adult room I think a little more mom time outs are in order. Maybe with all that free time staring at "the space" I'll think of something really clever to do with it.

Tonight I think I am going to grab a book, reclaim my youth, and spend the night in my room reading.