When we bought our first home we complained that the master closet was so small and we could never find anything. We hated not having walls upon walls of kitchen cabinets. The list went on and on. Naturally when we built the next house, we went LARGE.
I’ll never forget my first pantry in the first house we purchased. *sigh* I still drool over it to this day because of the space and storage that pantry provided. Every house since that time has had to measure up, but let’s just say that not all pantry’s are created equal. If you have a large pantry, small pantry, or even no pantry at all, there are solutions to maximize your space.
Once upon a time we bought our very first house when I was minutes away, not really, from delivering our very first child.
It was everything we had hoped it would be and was enough of a blank slate to allow us to put on our own personal touches. We brought not one, but two babies into that house and when the time came to put it on the market, it was NOT an easy decision. We sat down with an agent and we discussed various things, but we were so emotionally invested in the house that the information fell on deaf ears. For the next 11 months and 90 showings later, yes 90, we FINALLY sold.
Continue reading “Selling Your Home While Trying to Keep Your Sanity!”
I’m not going to lie, last week was hard all around. Nothing horrible happened, it was just emotionally trying in nearly every facet of my life. Not wanting to be a downer, just being real because I heard from many of my friends that they too were struggling last week. Maybe it’s the change in weather; sunny summery days are most likely put away to be enjoyed next year, getting into the groove of school. Whatever the reason is, it’s pretty much stopped me in my tracks. Then it got me thinking, this emotional hold that has taken over, the emotional side of anything really, is the very reason many people can’t let go of “things.” (I know that may seem like a large leap, but i’m always thinking organizing.)
Think about it…
After we had our second baby, I had dreams of giving the girls a room where all of their toys would stay. A room that if we didn’t feel like straightening up, we could simply close the door; out of sight out of mind. But reality set in and I knew it would be a while before we could let them play on their own without fear of choking hazards and other shenanigans. That and the fact that they didn’t want to be too far away from us seeing as they were so young and all. What that meant was we needed to figure out a way to have toys in our main living space without the house looking like a daycare. Not that there’s anything wrong with having toys out and about. I mean it’s not that we were trying to hide the fact that we had children, but our house at the time was not the biggest so a couple toys scattered around and it went from living space to obstacle course.
Deep down I guess I never really knew that I had a budding passion for decorating. I loved organization, that part came naturally, but the decorating part I was a bit of a late bloomer. Even now I’m not on the cutting edge of interior design, but through practice and studying, I’ve picked up a few things here and there. I couldn’t afford a lot of things, one of which being a personal interior designer, but then the next best thing happened..
Paint. It’s one of the most inexpensive and most impactful DIY projects you can take on as a new or even an experienced DIY’er. Picking the right paint choice can be a huge headache and if you have a partner/roommate/spouse/significant other weighing in on the issue, well things just got a little more complicated.
For me, I typically don’t have a hard time visualizing what it will look like on the wall, but for my husband he’s more of a visual person. Before, we would buy a sample of paint and then slap it on the wall, but then it was there while we “lived” with it before we decided that it was the right choice. But then we’d have visitors and there would be all these paint squares painted sporadically on the walls. If you’re like us, there would be multiple paint squares on many walls because paint looks different in different light… You get the gist. Hot mess express. Then one day we found an amazing product that has changed our lives!
SureSwatch is really easy to use. You simple paint on your color sample, remove the paper backing, and place it on your wall. Once you decide, you simply peal it off, or if you’re like us, you can move it to different locations. (“To the windoooooow… to the wall….” I couldn’t help myself.) If you have many paint choices, like we did, I recommend cutting the pieces in half and writing the name of the paint color with a sharpie on the sheet. Then you won’t get confused as to what paint color is what and you’re not using all of the sheets at once, even though there are three in each pack.
The best part, if it takes you a long time to decide, like us, you can always take them down if you don’t want people to see what you’re planning. OR you can always make it a fun party game and have guests help you pick your color. 😉
Here’s another quick tip: Say for example you’re perusing Pinterest or a friend has paint color that you’re in love with but it’s carried by Benjamin Moore or Sherwin William, but you don’t have either one of those close to you, not a problem! Home Depot can pull the color codes from Benjamin Moore, Sherwin Williams, etc and still get you that color with their paint. One. Stop. Shop. (Lowe’s does this too incase you don’t have a Home Depot close.)
Happy painting and happy weekend!!
Lately I have been asked a lot why I decided to write a blog about organizing. I should also begin that when I’m asked what I blog about I see people cringe and appear repulsed almost instantaneously. I get it, really I do, but I figured this was a good time to give you a little of my back story as we’re getting to know one another. Bottom line, I love to organize, I always have. When I was younger I was OBSESSED with my school planners, color coding, planning my school projects; the whole nine yards. As I’ve gotten older, organizing has taken on a whole new meaning. First when we had our own place, and again when we started having kids. Nothing felt better than pulling everything out, sorting through it, and purging it to my little hearts content. When cleaning up everything had it’s “home” where it belonged. *loving sigh*