"A Cautionary Tale"
Greetings,
It's an old, old story. The plot line a numerous Summer films. You find someone new. Someone wonderful. And you are immediately comfortable around them. They seem to be able to sense your every mood. They are right there when you need them. They are the last thing you want to see before you close your eyes to slumber. You're even pleased to see them first thing in the morning - when you might not be at your best - but, no worries, they will understand. You love them. They love you.
Then, you decide not to leave well enough alone. You decide that you can start 'fixing' things. To try and make things better. And this is where the 'cautionary' part comes in.
Oh, and did I mention, my 'someone new' is my new bedroom.
If you are a regular reader, you'll know that I re-designed my living space several years ago - and have been as happy as a clam ever since. Until, for some inexplicable reason, last Thursday. I came home from an exciting day at the design center with one overwhelming thought - "What if I put my bed at an angle?" Well, that was Thursday evening - moving things around, but went to bed quite unfulfilled and rose from the bed feeling no better. So Friday evening after work - "What if I flipped the placement of the bed and dresser?" Grunt. Moan. Carry. Move. And that was the beginning and the end of the second day, and tartanscot said, "this is crap." My room wouldn't even look me in the eye.
So after a busy weekend, for my room and I needed some time apart - today was all about putting it ALL back where it started. And after a few hours, and a kinda sore back, it's all in its proper place. And after a weekend of my room staring at me, sullen and disappointed - our original love seems to be coming back. So let this be a lesson to all of us - whether you're dealing with a new room, or a new person, you can encourage them to live to their fullest potential. But, please, don't require them to be something that they never were.
If only I had listened to the wise advice that Lisa offered - and just baked some banana bread and bought fresh flowers, I could have enjoyed my day today.
and they lived happily ever after,
tartanscot
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it's been a kinda funny weekend - because I'm a HUGE proponent of editing one's belongings and experimenting in one's home. it was just SO frustrating because every move was SO unproductive.
I hope you ca rekindle that 'love affair' again with your home. We all need to be surrounded by the havens that we create.
Except maybe your back. (Hard to imagine you'd be dissatisfied with this, but I do know the feeling.)
My secret....do it slowly & sweetly. That way the egos & backs aren't bruised.
Get a massage, a mojito & feel better!!!
It looks like warm, masculine perfection to me.
So if you wouldn't have tried, then you would have never known!
no mojito - but tons of Advil have me feeling much better . . lol.
GSG,
It felt more like a 'tinker' than a change - but, still a fruitless project for the weekend - but, ya gotta try!
Lisa,
I think I might be down in LA this summer - I'll give you the details and maybe we can meet.
Diva,
Good for you!
Scott,
thanks !
everything back where it was before. It would seem that bedrooms cause a good amount of dissatisfaction in more than a few people.
In the book The Englishwoman's Bedroom, Lady Caroline Somerset (afterward Duchess of Beaufort) begins her essay by admitting that she often lies in bed looking around at her room and "hating it", even though it was splendidly designed by Tom Parr of Colefax and Fowler. What she really refers to is restlessness or insomnia, it hadn't a thing to do with the quality of the decor. And speaking of quality, your own room has got loads of character and it all appears natural and unforced, not a false touch anywhere!
and btw, i feel for ya !
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