For the last few months, I’ve felt a little unsettled with our bedroom and have been contemplating painting one wall—or the whole room—black or a really dark color. But, then I remembered the feeling I originally wanted the room to have when I painted it white. Clean, fresh, breathable.
I think the unsettled feeling I was having was due to my busyness/laziness/whatever you want to call it. Isn’t it amazing how much better your room feels when you take five minutes to make the bed and clear the clutter off the bedside tables? It also helps that the babies’ things are slowly finding their way of our room. I will admit I’ve mostly always been in the “if you’re just going to get back in the bed, why make it?” camp. But, I resolve to do better. Because a made bed—even if it’s not perfectly done—makes me feel happier about my room every time I walk through. And, honestly, it’s crazy to spend this time decorating our room for the sake of a few good pictures for the blog and me to not actually enjoy it every day.
I am still itching for a little change, though. Instead of painting the walls, I’m playing with some different pillow fabrics for the bed and adding some new accessories. I’ll show you all of that soon.
Are you a bed maker?