Renovating

I am a hopeless Librian. I am romantic. Sentimental. Equalitarian and most annoyingly indecisive. We moved just over a year ago into a beautiful (but still full of potential)house that we are slowly trying to make into a home. Recently we decided to change the look of the house by ridding ourselves of annoying curtains that seemed to attract dust and put up venetian blinds. This has made the whole house look much more lightfilled and inviting. I especially like the white wood blinds. Mr D started taking down the shabby fencing and adding my white picket fence (I always dreamed of a home with a white picket fence). Then two weeks ago I made a comment about how crowded our room was with our large but beautiful wooden bed.The bed had been our first ever brand new bed and it had come from my Nanna (so it held alot of sentimental value- to me anyway)

Mr D agreed that it was crowding our room and suggested that we sell it. We advertised it, two bedside draws and a dressing table on a local internet site. It was sold (sight unseen) in just 44 minutes. The last few days we have been sleeping on the floor whilst we wait for a bed Mr D ordered to arrive.

Today we went and found a earth tone paint and Mr D is painting our room. I hope I like it. I hate changes. Will it be too much of his style and not my style? I guess only time will tell.

The weather has started to get cold already. It feels like winter is going to be freezing. I haven't wanted to get out much. Possibly because we are trying to redecorate and are sleeping on the floor whilst it happens, or partially because Mr D hasn't been in the best of spirits lately. So today I decided to give him the day off. I took Miss Becky out for the morning. She had a ball. It was good to be out, just the two of us.