I don’t know if I’ve mentioned this, but I really hate moving.

I’m so sick of boxes. 

I kid, I kid. I’ve been kvetching about this for weeks. But there is a silver lining in moving- the chance to create a home. In our wedding vows, one of the things I promised Jensen was I would make every place we live into a home. When I was a child, my mom wasn’t into interior design, and I always knew when I grew up, I would work really hard to have a beautiful space to call my own. I loved what I did to the house in Bakersfield, and while it was hard to step away from a place that was finally getting kind of close to what we had dreamed it could be, there is a certain excitement about getting a chance to do the same thing to a “new to us” house.

Interior design has become a bit of a passion as I’ve gotten older- I love finding the unexpected bargain at thrift stores, Craigslist, estate sales, and flea markets, gathering things from family and friends that they no longer need or want, scrolling Etsy for vintage pottery, going for the occasional splurge at Pottery Barn or the like, and putting it all together to make it a place that feels like us. Interiors are a lot like cooking- you can follow a recipe, but you have so much freedom to tweak and add to make it personal to you and yours.

I really am getting through this stuff. It might not look like it, but I am. 

It’s a lot of work- and do you really ever finish designing? I don’t think you do. Your style, taste, and lifestyle change, but I think that’s the joy of creating a home- it changes and develops with your family.

Have a beautiful Tuesday, friends ❤