There is something sweet about completion.
What a lovely feeling. A bit like 'ooooooo-typhoooo-kick-your-shoes-off-flumph-on-the-couch-chillaxin-breath-in-breath-out-nameste' sort of a feeling. Oh you know what I mean! (?)
Since we moved in, a month before Miss B was born, the grown up B's bedroom has been a bit of a sore spot with Mrs B. It never seemed finished or complete or really, well quite there. So this is my next task for completion....but there in lies a tale.
This lovely little 1930's chest of drawers was purchased for the bargain price tag of £10.50. It was already painted this simply perfect colour (clever people...I am still going to wall paper insides of drawers so there is a little crafty fun still to be had out of it!)
This vintage suitcase from the local charity shop, where pretty much anything is, inexplicably, £1.50. Love it, it makes me smile everytime I look over.
Chaise longue bought by the eponymous MrB, for my 30th birthday. I have new yummcious fabric on its way, as I never really got on with this one, hence its unfinished state. It just wasn't love....
Homemade pillow cases
Homemade head board
And this will make you laugh!
I am like the princess and the pea. Except I ain't no princess (I couldn't feel a bowling ball under the mattress....nothing comes between me and sleep!) We sleep on two mattresses because there is nowhere to store the spare one, which belongs on the push away bed in Miss B's tiny room! However I love it! I love literally climbing into a towering bed.....maybe I will get a little ladder?! It gives a great view out the old sash windows.
Does anyone else thank the cosmos, for allowing them to reside, even like myself temporarily in a house with sash windows. I would be beside myself if I had been fated to live in a house that had those lovely old shutters too!!
Ikea chandelier....hee hee. One day I will tell my children some fantastical story about its origin, that will make its way through and down the generations, until someone ends up taking it to the antiques road show.....on Mars.....and be told no it is a rubbish Ikea chandelier! Arrrrrrrrrrr exaggeration, merely a flight of poetic fancy!
So the tale! Well every time, I have felt, I have completed our bedroom we have had to move house. Twice while heavily pregnant (two weeks away from Master B's birth and a month away from Miss B). SO, you see I can't actually complete this room......ever! I will have to decide on something and leave it incomplete, until I rob the bank that will allow me to buy, own it, pull up its hideous blue carpet and stay here till I am old, a little mad and have an enormous, extended family to feed and aggravate!