My room has been slowly accumulating clutter the past few months. You know the kind: a few things here and there that have no permanent home. “I’ll find a place for it later.” Then Christmas came and the clutter doubled. Then one day I looked at it all and got depressed. I didn’t feel like finding a place for everything because the task seemed overwhelming. It required going through and throwing away other stuff.
I was chatting to Marianne about how depressed I was about the state of my bedroom and came to the conclusion: “I mean, even when I get it tidy again, it won’t make me happy. It’s just not aesthetically pleasing.”
A breakthrough, I think. I was living with my hodge-podge furniture so long I stopped seeing it.
Marianne (queen of “It Must Be Aesthetically Pleasing to Me”) jumped at the chance to help me finally whip my room into shape. The main center of our “renovation” project includes getting rid of my desk, replacing it with bookshelves, and reorganizing the rest of the room accordingly. I’m bringing in an armchair from another room in the house and creating a reading corner. I purchased a cheap old trunk at the Antique Mall, which we’re going to paint, and I will store my random blankets in there. I’m working on doing something about my bedding, which doesn’t particularly “go” with any other colors in my room.
I was ready to make all these changes in one night, but alas, reality set in. I’ll post some pictures when it’s done, and maybe some “before” pictures if I can find any. (I’m not taking new pictures–I’m not sprucing up the old space just to pull it down.) I’m excited to finally have a real honest-to-goodness sanctuary, instead of just a place to sleep and store my stuff.
Elinor
Marianne
