We had a battle plan before we moved in. Bathrooms first, then paint, then the next thing, and the next.
Does that ever work for anyone? Because, we've only done this twice now, but somehow--both times--the plan has immediately been scrapped in favor of one simple question: What is making us craziest today and how can we fix it?
In that vein--the bathrooms that were first priority? We bought a few shower curtains and new towels, and they've been bumped to the 3-5 year plan. On the other hand, the backyard fence got done really fast. (Because walking Dame Maggie ten times a day is not a thing that my schedule will accommodate for long.) And then painting the living room and then these bookshelves. (Because how can you unpack your boxes of books if you don't have shelves?)
And then, because we had painted, I had to take a quick diversion to put some family photos on the walls. (Because family on the walls=home.)
The carpet is the current thing making everyone nuts, but we had to get onto our Dear Contractor Friend's schedule for the replacing of that, so we've moved on to the kiddos' rooms.
Little Miss's space is almost done. I ordered some art from Etsy that still needs to arrive...and I think a few family photos, perhaps...but she's painted and definitely closest to being officially "finished". (If that's even a real thing. Which I doubt.)
The Kid's room is the next to-be-painted space. And then art...and shelves for his Legos, because obviously that's of prime importance.
Our room is still kind of in shambles. I mean, I know this looks nice, but you're not seeing the piles of stuff on the dressers and in laundry baskets strategically out of view. It's a little hard to tell from this picture, but the walls in there are actually dark grey. I want to paint eventually, but I wouldn't be surprised if we don't get around to it for awhile.
(Our nice little "LOVE" photo fit so perfectly over the spot where I was testing paint colors. If that's not a message from the universe that painting in here can wait, I don't know what is.)
And then, there's this space, which is the outer end of the "not finished at all" spectrum.
The dining room is oddly long. It would be perfect for a farmhouse-style table, but we have sentimental attachment to our old one, so it's staying.
Instead, I'm thinking about putting a little reading/coffee drinking nook on the far end under the window, but I'm waiting for the universe to deliver up the perfect squarshy chair. (Squarshy=very technical term.)
On the whole, there's still a lot to do--and little by little we are--but getting the bookshelves up and the photos on the wall has made it feel so much more like this is our home now and not just the place where all of our stuff is. And that is a very cozy feeling...despite the fact that I promised Sweet Husband that I would get the Kid's bedroom prepped for painting today, and must leave you now so that I can follow through.