The Cactus Cove & Confessions
I'm not very good at consistency. You probably already know this seeing how my blog posts range from beginning of summer to beginning of fall.
Okay, that was my confession. It feels good to get that off my chest.
Onto better topics that peak your interest more than my failure as a blogger.
For several years I dreamed of an office space to call my own. Unfortunatley, the only space that was available to me was an upstairs bedroom.
This was no ordinary bedroom, my friend.
What started out as a task to cover the old nursery wallpaper ended in half the family feuding in the middle of Home Depot paint chip aisle. My teenage sister had one color dream and my parents had another.
I don't exactly recall all major events because at that point I had parked myself in the garden section and pretended like I had no affiliation to the spitfires in aisle three.
All I know is that the bedroom sharing a wall with mine that once displayed a sweet, quiet scene of bunnies hopping through meadows and pastel borders curving the room transformed into the inside of a canary. And I'm not joking with that inside of canary visual.
The room exploded with yellow and the overly patterned curtains added to the headache that formed each time I peeked inside.
I hated this room. I wanted the happy bunny family back.
So for years, I avoided this room. I kept the door shut and only dashed in when I was in need of access to the attic.
And so it sat. Abandoned.
Slowly my collection of photography gear grew until I was pushing the seams of my little farmhouse bedroom. I was getting desperate.
Sometimes, desperation leads to the greatest of ideas.
One day, I flung open the door to the canary's belly and stood for a while scanning the mess.
I removed the bed.
I shuffled the remaining furniture until I was satisfied.
And then....I went to the Amazon App.
Thanks to the power of Amazon Prime, the canary's belly on Monday transformed into a cactus cove by Wednesday.
Welcome to the dreams that dance inside my head and dominate my fashion appeals.
Ahh. Light and airy curtains, tapestries covering stickers pasted to walls, a desk to call my own, and cactus for company.
My sister is in love with Shutterfly pillows and they look so cute in her house! She's always been great at birthday gifts. The blanket is from Goodwill (washed and sprayed 5 times over), the futon from Craigslist, and the cactus tapestry from here on Amazon.
I spent my winter months watching YouTube videos on how to crotchet cactus and now I have a surplus. There could be worse things.
I am in love with my screensaver. It keeps my desktop tidy and allows me to focus on more important things like writing this blog post...
Talented friends are the coolest of people.
When I was little, all I really wanted was a globe. Is it because traveling is in my blood or because I was a nerd from a young age? I'll let you decide, but whatever the case, this was one of my last gifts from my dear aunt before she lost her battle to cancer. So now it's meaningful geographical decor.
I found these abandoned picture frames in the depths of our storage cabinet. The larger frame has a print from the $1 section at Target...the section that I can never seem to just flit past like every other American.
Inside the smaller frame is a thank you note because I'm a flamingo fanatic. The cactus is another from Hailey's winter stir-crazy collection. If you have ideas on what should be my winter downtime craft this year, lemme know!
The last time I ever saw my Nana, she instructed me to open her coat closet. She directed me to an old, worn, leather bag tucked away behind the the shoes and coats. Inside was a treasure chest of old cameras she used for years to capture her life on the farm and her stay in Germany when my grandfather was deployed. So maybe adventure and cameras do run in the blood.
This is a digital download available on Etsy along with two other framable pieces.
Back to the earlier statement regarding my flamingo fanaticness and my inability to not look in the $1 Target section. I. Have. A. Problem.
Unbeknownst to me, my sister pasted a collection of "encouragements" on her door. I kept my favorites and added a collage of all my client's notes, invites, and pictures. And now I have a wall of happy people that remind me why I edit at God-forsaken hours.
One of my teachers in college taught a class on organization and how to teach. One of my greatest takeaways was the need for a file system. It stores all the little scraps of paper and important documents in one very organized place. And once again, Target makes this hot mess aesthetically pleasing.
A room that is now Chester-approved.
I'll try to keep more consistent with this blog o' mine. Until then, I will be hunkered down in the cactus cove finishing wedding albums and scheduling photo sessions for 2018 (already?!). And drinking insurable amounts of chai tea with a Netflix break here and there.
Confession: It's a good life.