Well, if you want to embrace yourself in a pervy sort of way, that’s up to you, but that’s not what this post is about. Earlier today I was pondering a noticeable shift in decor in our home and what brought the change about. For way, way too many years I attempted to “decorate” our home like a “grown up” would. You know, everything matching and sporting the neutral tones. I did stop short of the knickknacks. I am, apparently, innately opposed to clutter. I wanted it to look “nice” because that’s how adults are supposed to do things, right?
In the past few months, I’ve noticed a pleasant trend within my home….my husband and I both seem to be taking a poop-on-being-a-grown-up attitude. No, we haven’t taken to smoking weed and neglecting to pay the electricity bill, but we do seem to be rejecting society more and more these days….and I’m loving it. I find that day-to-day life is much more pleasant when I look around my home and see things that I love, not necessarily things that fit the color scheme. Life also becomes a lot simpler when you’re not focused on how things “should” be if the Better Homes & Gardens crew were to make a surprise visit.
So, what’s the point? When you’re making your home yours, follow your own rules. I wish I had accepted this a long time ago. I could have avoided a lot of beige furniture and unused (yet coordinated!) throw pillows.
A painting that makes me happy every time I see it on the wall. His name is Walter. 😉
Every grown up should have a calendar, right? 😀
