As promised... a house tour
Guys, This season broke me.
… ugh…
as I type this I am standing in a house that is on the market. I don’t even know how I feel about it. I have given this house every inch of my sweat and tears and I have fallen in and out of love with it more times than my elementary boyfriend (yes I had one of those! His name was Kevin). I do know that I worked my tail off while super pregnant and now we might make some money off of her.
Please enjoy the photos that I, yet again, screen shot from zillow.com (and a few of my own).
This house wasn’t perfect and that was perfect, mostly. My last home was clean and crisp and new. I was able to fill her with furniture that was the same and we were best of friends right away. In this house every room was painted a gray blue color I hated that aloud me to touch every room. I recall saying at closing that I was going to paint evert room and my pregnant self did just that. My family kept saying “Chelsea, you are doing too much” I would say back “no, I’m fine.” Painting all these rooms took my mind off the fact that I has no friends, needed to find pre-schools, a church, the grocery store, and raise 3.5 kids. I leaned into painting each room like I was paid to do it.
Guys, I was not fine! I was worn out, I was scared, I was struggling with leaving home, that making this place a home was the only thing I could focus on. Y’all I had no idea how hard moving was going to be. We ended up buying a house after months of looking and as we look back some of that time is a blur. No joke some of it I can’t remember. I am so glad it is over!
“Be faithful to your own taste, because nothing you really like is ever out of style.” —Billy Baldwin
The bed rooms all start with the same color of white, Marshmallow. I then chose little ways to spice up each room with a pop of something. Lincoln and Shepherds are my favorite rooms in the house! They are smaller rooms so they are cozy and warm.
Seeing the house now I smile and I’m also sad for the girl who couldn’t stop, the girl who found her worth in if I pushed hard enough that day, the girl who was hiding from what was actually in front of her.
As we look ahead at what is next I am hopeful and excited! Believe you me I will slow down! I decorated out of necessity not out of joy. It wasn’t fun at all! Now that it’s done I have joy that it’s happy but I believe decorating a house should be fun. My next house will be bright and colorful but it will be done with a happy heart not a full baby belly women with the craziest bout of nesting. I learned a lot about myself and I am grateful to have had the season now but I am so so glad it’s over!!!!
