black bedroom, yay or nay?

it’s no surprise that i’m drawn to all things black. my wardrobe is black. my kitchen is black. my doors are black. most home accessories i choose are black. it is what it is. i have no shame in my black game.

on that note, i’m thinking of painting our bedroom black. i really considered painting our tiny bathroom black two years ago but decided to hold off (still uncertain i made the right decision on that. i’m thinking of repainting that room too). i’ve briefly thought of painting the bedroom black on many occasions but usually write it off because i’m paralyzed by the fear of making the wrong decision. it’s just paint though, right? i also just realized that i never followed up on the bedroom after all the work i put into it in 2016. it looks quite different then it did the last time i showed you. for one, we have a real bed like real adults. and curtains!

do y’all know shavonda? because she is my favorite thing to have ever happened to instagram. she is a beautiful & hilarious human. ryan, blame her for my inspiration to paint the bedroom again. her living room is flat black & it gives me all of the feels. i heard a designer say once that if you’re room gets a lot of natural light, you can get away with any color on the walls. well, our tiny little bedroom has 4 good sized windows so i think that means that i have no rules. now i have to decide where to start & stop with the paint. i’m loving the floor to ceiling, trim to windows, all black look.

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what do y’all think? would you do it? would you dare to paint the entire room black or just the walls?

updates in black

things are slow-going at the house. okay fine, the progress is pretty much non-existent right now. i have no reason for this other than that i just haven't been working on it. we're currently sporting open shelving in the kitchen because i have yet to finish painting the fronts of the doors. they're just sitting, piled up on our counters & taking over half of the living room. i desperately want our house to be put back together but obviously not too badly.

i am so happy with the bottom cabinets though. i love the black & i love the brushed nickel hardware on the black. i contemplated doing black hardware but i think i made the right decision. 

cabinet latches. why don't more people use latches? i love them so much, especially if you're in an older house, get on board with the latches. i find them so beautiful in the simplest way. (i took these before i had done any touch-ups.)

 

in another part of the house, black makes me happy too. i haven't shared anything about it in a very long time... the bedroom. one day i'll maybe actually finish a post about it but for now, this is where we're at. i'm never certain about any of my decisions that are bedroom related. i know what i like but figuring out how to incorporate what i like into what also works for our house & how we live, that i struggle with. the debate in my head about beds & whether i want a real one or not is constant. that debate is closely followed by "what if i tried a dark deep color on the walls to make it cozy". it's a never ending cycle. i've mostly learned to just ignore it & do whatever i want in the moment. sometimes it works. sometimes i end up buying a bed frame & headboard, only to sell it about 6 months later. eh!

one thing i did finally settle on is that i needed a dresser in the bedroom. i haven't had one in years. i've been storing my folded laundry inside of baskets in a cabinet in the other bedroom. in the other bedroom where none of my other clothes or belongings live. i know that it doesn't make sense but the minimalist in me had refused to by something unless i knew what it was i was looking for.

well, i found this antique dresser last month & it's exactly what i'd been looking for. it took months & months to find something that checked all the boxes for what i wanted:

  • small enough to fit well between the doors but big enough to hold the tv
  • two drawers
  • long legs so that it was up off the floor
  • antique
  • under $200 - preferably under $100
  • & a plus if it still has casters!

i finally found this at an antique store/flea market & knew when i saw the casters that i had to jump on it. my only problem? i can't figure out how i feel about the finish. the drawers are beautiful but the base is some sort of pinkish tinted whitewash. i actually don't hate it but it doesn't feel right to me & i have no idea what to do with it. do i try sanding it all down to its natural state & staining it? do i paint it? what color? i've been living with it, hoping that the longer i did, an answer would come to me but i'm not any closer to a solution that i feel good about.

on the other hand, those black doors always make me so happy to see. if only i could finally settle on what i want the rest of the room to do...

 

 

closets & trash

i've not been on my house game for a couple of months (obviously) but all of a sudden i hit a huge surge of energy last week & feel like there isn't enough time or money to keep up with my thoughts/plans/actions. maybe it's that spring cleaning bug that people get? it's like "nesting" for normal, non-pregnant people? well. whatever it is; i have it. my mind is racing with house projects & i'm trying to work on keeping myself focused on one thing at a time so that i don't get too overwhelmed. luckily i'm pretty good at finding satisfaction in being able to mark off just one task (big or small). to me, it's easy to find joy in the fact that it's one less thing staring at me, even though if you zoom out & look at the big picture, it's so so tiny & seems like it doesn't matter. i'm trying to get ryan on that train of thought so he doesn't lose his mind helping me in the yard. he has been so much help getting some of my least favorite things done (i.e. anything outside). we spent saturday cleaning our garage which - is a big fucking deal for me to even go out there. i hate that garage. i just imagine it full of poisonous spiders & critters, just waiting to get me right as i walk in. i also imagine it collapsing in on my head & nobody makes it out alive. when it's a mess (like it has been for years now), it heightens my fear. needless to say, i don't store things in there like a normal person. who needs to keep paint in their garage when they have empty kitchen cabinets that work just fine? right? when we bought our house, we spent 75% of our time in our garage. we had all of our friends & family over weekly, battling each other in ping-pong, grilling hot dogs & sitting out by the chiminea. somewhere along the way, we lost our excitement for having people over & our garage slowly turned into a ghost town where we would occasionally throw shit we needed to donate or put out on the curb for big trash day (aka shopping day in our hood). i didn't take a before picture but i wish i would have. kind of. i’d probably be too embarrassed to show what it looked like, how much shit we pulled out of there & how little actually goes back in there but man, it feels so good to have it cleaned out & organized. when ryan got his boat, we had to make room for it & now we have room for the boat & still have room to pull one of the cars in if it storms. plus i know where everything is & i’m not AS terrified to retrieve a rake now. we pulled everything that was too big or too much of a pain to load up & donate (i.e. a washer/dryer, bikes, furniture, etc.) out to the curb & someone took everything within 30 minutes. you're welcome neighbor.

that project then spiraled to trying to get as much as we could out to curb by wednesday so yard work was next in our sights. it's not like we won't have the opportunity again next month but we know ourselves well enough to know that we need to strike while the iron is hot. & right now, it's hot. we've bagged so many goddamn leaves & i'm pretty sure that will never end, but progress is progress & every single bag makes me feel better & better. so for the last two nights we’ve come home from work, grabbed a quick bite & then headed outside to work on the yard until the sun goes down. what feels like a thousand bags later, we only have the front mostly done but damn, it feels good.

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once the sun sets, i've been heading inside to finish up my closet. i'm not going to lie, i've been using our bar as my closet for weeks now. i've had to apologize to 1 too many guests for why all of my clothes are in the kitchen & it had been long enough that i actually got used to getting dressed for work in the living room. it's fine guys. it's the new thing. the reality is that i removed all my clothes, did a lot of prep work on the molding, primed it & then let it sit for a while because i was completely unmotivated.

but then i cleaned up the doorknob & felt an urgency to get the door hung so i could admire them all the time which meant i really just needed to finish the whole closet. my light has been broken for..... years? the lightbulb doesn't stay in place & i get really sick of grabbing a step-ladder every day to screw it back in so i've just gotten used to it being dark. i'm not sure if it's just because i'm not used to having a light on or if it's the once yellow, now white walls but it's so bright. & beautiful. & organized. & very very monochrome. & once again, i hate myself for taking so long on such a simple project.

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i know i never did an "after" of the bedroom. it's because i was waiting on the doors to be done. well, i just now hung those doors & one of them doesn't close so i have some adjusting to do. also, now i think i should finish the windows before i really show you what it looks like because with everything else done, the window frames stick out like a sore thumb. it's never-ending.

please send wine.

guilty conscience

i told myself when i started working on the house this time around that i would take it one project at a time. i told myself that i would knock out a room before i shifted gears to something else. i told myself that i'd feel better if i did it that way so that i wouldn't have a million half-finished projects everywhere. well. fuck that. the reason i haven't been back to this little space with an update is because i can't get myself to finish the bedroom doors. currently, they're propped up in the living room with only 1/4 sides scraped of paint. i really really want to have it done. i do. but i'm so tired of doing it & want to move on to something else but then my guilt takes over & i think of all of the other millions of tasks on my list & get completely overwhelmed so then i think about binge watching criminal minds while laying in bed & all my desires for productivity go straight out the window. speaking of windows. i also really want need to get our windows in shape before winter, now that it's not so hot outside. the reason why i haven't done it is totally valid in my mind but also embarrassing. i'm terrified of bugs & once you step outside the safety of my home right now, you're guaranteed to be swarmed with all kinds of things, some of which i don't even know what they are & they send me right back inside. we stopped having the house/yard sprayed last year & while it's been nice for our wallet, it's not so nice for me & my hate for creatures. i know, i know. i have to suck it up, be an adult & get the fuck over it. someone come help me? i mean, who doesn't enjoy scraping caulk from old windows? (i actually kind of find it enjoyable.)

the only thing that's been accomplished over the last couple of weeks is that we finally found a new lawn guy yesterday. it is a luxury that means a great deal to us. ryan started work part-time at a second job so that we can meet some financial goals a little faster (like being able to pay for the more expensive needs of this house) & the last thing i want is for him to spend his non-working hours doing yard work that he hates.

in non-house, more relaxing news, this second job also gave us the opportunity to fulfill some of ryan's dreams; a truck & boat. it's something that's been in our "5-year plan" for a long time so it's been really awesome to be able to do it several years earlier than expected. we had our maiden voyage last weekend & although we didn't catch any fish, spending the morning on the water, just the 2 of us, was something that i'll never forget & can't wait to do more of.

until next time, i'll be dreaming of the water & wishing it was the ocean.