We are officially moved in to our new-old house, lovingly referred to as "the gold house". As if we have a purple house, a blue house, and an orange house.
Officially means we are sleeping here, it does not by any standard mean I know where anything is, or have things in their place. Still working on that.
BUT... last week I got to unpack those boxes of home decor + everything else we own that didn't make the trip down to the Caribbean with us (which means everything) and it was Christmas morning all over again! I know it's silly, and it's just "stuff", but my-oh-my I love my stuff.
Stacks of dishes have never made me happier! It's nice to have more than four plates again.
Artwork, although not yet hung, seems so fancy to me now after having posters and pictures taped to our walls in Dominica. We are actually, kinda-sorta, living like grown ups again.
And I can finally start using furniture that I picked out and not just what the landlord had on hand. Imagine that.
Most excited about this pink velvet chair in Tate's room (my favorite ksl score to date). Also I feel I must mention, it's since been cleaned and looks like new again (if anyone needs an upholstery cleaning recommendation I have a great one). Okay, getting off topic now...
I'm telling you, if you're itching to re-do your house, just put everything in storage for a year (or in my case two) and all of the sudden it's new & exciting again. Works like a charm.