This is outside of my normal posting schedule, but I realized that today, for the first time in years, I’m happy with the space I’m living in. We’ve haven’t done a lot of physical work to the house (except outside – we’ve definitely done physical work outside), but I’ve finally got the house looking the way that I want it. From the pictures on the walls, to the rugs on the floor.
For so long we lived in apartments that we really couldn’t do much to, being able to hang stuff where I want, how I want, being able to pick paint color and light fixtures, and generally making things how I (we) want them. It’s a great feeling. Luckily Mike gave me the freedom to essentially do whatever I want, outside of his office, as he trusts my judgement.
And the gardens look amazing.
I’m really happy with the way that everything has turned out.