We've been in the new place for less than a week, and I'm already almost done unpacking. I can't rest when there's boxes everywhere, not knowing where anything is. And besides i. love. decorating. I couldn't wait to get everything into place! We're now in a much bigger spot, and it's nice not feeling so stuffed. We went from having one room, a tiny office, a giant living room, and no storage to having two rooms, an office, a living room, a den, an attic, AND a garage. We're so happy!
I'm reading a book about everyday living in the 1860s and 70s, and the chapter I'm on now is talking about the houses and how almost everyone had a parlor in the front. The author describes it as a pretentious sitting room that hardly got used unless they had company. Since we have a big den in the back with wooden walls and heavenly lighting, I decided to keep the front room pretty simple (since we don't really need it), mostly for sitting and listening to vinyl. And (as pretentious as it might be) I insist on calling it a parlor. :)
the den. (i'm a national geographic collector.)
the sew room.
the den. americana. (starting a collection for my printer's tray.)
the parlor and the sew room.