One thing you will not see on this blog is page after page of home decorating tips and tricks. Because I am the baddest of bad when it comes to home décor. Whatever gene allows someone to see a beautiful finished product in their minds eye and the steps needed to achieve the desired result, is either missing or inactive in my genetic code. No one has to tell you when your home is ugly and outdated either. You just know you are rockin’ your own style (or the previous inhabitants) all while acting as if that cat picture looks best right where you put it. I wake up every morning loving my mismatched curtains and eclectic furniture. But I know it lacks a swoon worthy color palette or could even be considered conventional. But there are lots of things I love about my unattractive residence. We have more than enough to be thankful for. And many of those blessings happened while living within these walls. My kids can be kids without the worry they will destroy the house. This sucker was built to last. Our mortgage is small but our yard is huge. No economy size yard for the kids to play in. Lots of room to be whoever they want to be. It reminds me of my grandparent’s house. There is always room for improvement. It is almost an empty canvas on which to work. There is plenty of room for everyone but not so much space we can drift apart. Location, location, location – there could not be a more convenient location on the planet for our family to live My homes unattractiveness is almost nostalgic of an era when families gathered elbow to elbow around cramped tables to laugh and love each other. A time before playrooms and theater rooms. Where culinary masterpieces could be whipped up with minimal counter space and a freezer on top refrigerator. I Super-duper love my little house. Even if it’s less than photo spread worthy. It is decorated with our love for each other. How about you? Does your home inspire you in spite of its flaws? Share this:Tweet
