Do you remember that childhood game we used to play where you run, run as fast as you can and then come to a screeching halt when “It” yells freeze?
That’s what it’s been like at the Hines house lately. I was run, run, running; picking out paint colors, turning my dining room into a study space, outlining my kitchen in black and finally buying a settee for my breakfast room.
I even started painting my living room a few weeks ago, but took a break to watch Justified with Mr. Hines and haven’t picked up my paint brush since.
The settee is waiting for a slipcover.
The kitchen cabinets are waiting for glass doors.
But, the new lamps make up for all the unfinished, stopped in their tracks projects, in spades. What does that expression even mean? Did I use it right?
I got the lamps last weekend while I was out taking advantage of a little free time. Read: I was running late but couldn’t resist going into Marshall’s HomeGoods since I was right there.
I spent at least an hour walking by the lamps, staring at them, pondering, but I am terrible when it comes to making design decisions for my own home. So, I did what I always do in the midst of indecision and texted a picture to my mom.
I had returned everything to the shelves and was on my way out of the store when I got mom’s reply, “They are beautiful….if you don’t like them you can always take them back.”
Why didn’t I think of that?
So, I turned around, grabbed a new basket and fast walked back to the lamps hoping that in the few minutes I’d been gone no one had snatched them up. Breathing a sigh of relief when I saw that they were still there, I put them in my basket for a second time, and checked out.
I hurried home to pick up my daughter, and even though I should have stayed in the car (we were running late for a dinner date), the temptation was too great. I took the lamps inside and set them on the piano, stepped back to look for just a second, then made a mad dash back to the car.
The next morning as I walked into the living room, I knew that I would not be returning the lamps. Y’all, it’s like they were the missing piece of the puzzle. My living room feels so grown up, like a real live living room.
Not only that, but the view from the foyer is so much more inviting now, something else that I’ve been trying to get right since we’ve lived here.
My house is really starting to feel like my home. And that’s the real lesson here; it doesn’t matter what’s in or what’s out. It’s not about recreating the pages of home decor magazines. It’s about decorating with what you love.
This quote I saw featured by Country Living on Facebook says it best,
“Collect things you love, that are authentic to you, and your house becomes your story.” homeowner, Erin Flett
See you in class,
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