Well, I can’t believe it’s been four months since I last posted. So what’s the status of this old blog? I don’t know.
But what I do know is that all of the kids are in traditional school this year. For the first time in 12 years, I have time alone during the day. While this would be a perfect segue into the Great Soul Searching of 2014 of what will I do?, I’m not up for writing that beast right now and, really, you just want to see the house stuff. There are a million and one ideas I could pursue, but at the moment I’m taking a breather with my family, managing the cottage business, and focusing on the house, making it cozy and such.
To get me out of the house a bit, too, I am working on a little design project for a medical office and will teach a handful of elementary and middle school art classes in Asheville, North Carolina, this school year. Otherwise, no other commitments. And, I like having the margin to be available for any needs that arise in our circle. The breathing room feels precious, sacred. So, yeah, the blog, I’m not making any big decisions about it now, even though it is an embarrassment to me.
Like anyone making decisions for their own home, I’m scared to death. I have a semi-clear vision for this house, but it is soooooooo easy for me to get derailed. My attention is turned to the layers of the house–rugs, drapery, wall treatments, etc. You know, the things that could be fat, expensive mistakes.
Some fabrics I’m mulling over:
I love this Cindy E. Barganier, New Turquoise Chain, for my daughter’s room. I think.
She is sold on it so there is kind of no going back on it. The colors are just too similar to her artwork that I’m afraid it will be matchy.
Aya by Larsen is the top contender for the living room:Although, the first pick was handpainted Tangled by Porter Teleo, to which Sherry Hart introduced me, but the colorway was off a bit. Instead I’m going to use it as inspiration for wall painting in our front entry hall.
I can’t decide about Aimee from Clarence House.
Part of me adores it and the other part of me is all, “whatchu talkin’ about, Willis?” I mean, look at all the colors! But then, look at all the colors. Partly it feels good and Bauhaus-y to me–or, it feels like kids + marker. This color bonanza is under consideration for the mint kitchen.
So that is about as far as I’ve gotten this year on interior work. I took the summer off and spent with the kids. A fair amount of my time was spent on finishing the landscaping. I’ll have to post some after shots, but here is the pic I took when the cypress tress arrived. It is funny what one fights about with one’s spouse. He wanted cypress trees. I didn’t. But then he didn’t want a wife who blows all his hard-earned money on endless rounds of furniture, so, compromise.Yeah, so, one of my millions of ideas is this: remember up there a few paragraphs I talked about my precious breathing room? I’m thinking about homeschooling again…just for one year. I guess it was the whole traditional school with rules and set hours and dress code and rules, that I started to get all itchy in that independent streak of mine. But! This time would be different. We’re thinking about world schooling. Learning through traveling the world. Trust me, it took my husband a full month to come around and actually talk it over with me.
Unlike a lot of world schoolers, we would not spend the whole year abroad; but, instead, we would take trips in 2-6 week increments with 6 weeks or so in between trips for instruction about our next destination. My husband would join us on some of the travel, but mostly I would be traveling alone with our children, hopefully never away from hubby more than 2 weeks at a time.
Anyway, we talk like it’s happening. The kids are intrigued. There are many details to work out. But now it is just for me to decide if I can really handle it. It isn’t all crepes in the shadow of the Eiffel tower and curry on the beach in Thailand; it can be, as I experienced on our recent trip to Europe, car sickness and abdominal cramps and diarrhea in a public restroom. So I need to know if I’m ready to deal with my own diarrhea and diarrhea of three kids, so to speak, in a foreign country before I commit. But I need to decide soon because planning will need to start right away. And, if we do this, I will be consumed with this until August of 2016. I share in hopes you will add some insight!
Okay, no promises on what will happen here on the blog, but you can keep up with TPH on instagram. See you there!