I decided on a whim that 2013 will be the year in which I finally transform that living space into something looking pulled together and grown-up no matter the costs. It’s now two years that I haved moved in, and except for the living room – which also could be a lot better – most of it is still a jumbled mess. Due to lack of furniture, or because we have out-grown furniture. And I don’t have any oversea vacation planned. *sadface* So for once, I will unleash that carefully guarded beast that is my inner perfectionst. She’s daaaaangerous and with highly expensive taste. But. I am a highly visual person and jumbled, dull and dark makes me a sad puppy. Also I don’t think that we’re in any trouble to qualify for “Schöner Wohnen”1 because our tastes are waaaay to quirky.
As a first step I dragged my poor parents to IKEA, because they have a car, and I don’t. Cue masses of french people with the very same idea, but we survived. Of course, the chest2 I wanted for the bedroom was unavailable, which was a bummer, but at least I finally got that kitchen shelf I wanted for the last two years. And some more organizing thingamabobs. And I just ordered a pretty shoe rack from Amazon to tame that pile of shoes in the hallway.
So far on the epic List of Better Living:
- Get a new matress for the bed
- Order nice Doctor Who, Star Wars and Star Trek fanart from DeviantArt to dress the walls – and get frames to put them in
- Get a hood for the stove
- Figure out that nightmare named Hallway of Dooooom. Seriously, that thing is still just a fancy basement space right now. Gah. The whole thing is as big as my former appartment, so clearly, having that much space overwhelms me. Off to Pinterest to get inspired.
- Lights. Pretty ones. Most importantly for the bathroom, which still has only the bare bulbs to show off… yes, I KNOW.
- Take the plunge and buy a new closet. The old one is literally falling apart and doesn’t hold all or stuff anyway.
- Decorate. Somehow I was brainwashed into Minimalism, although I really don’t like its emptiness. I want more sparky useless things around me, which make me happy. And a fake mantlepiece to put them on.
I bet the perfectionist will come up with more stuff.