Friday, 5 Feb 2010

Okay, I finally pulled myself up by my bootstraps and finished tidying up the bedroom. There are still a few things left to do, like buy new pillows (I'm willing to admit that my million-year-old pillows may be the cause of my night-time sinus problems), but at least everything is where it's supposed to be now.

I've always had a problem with getting my bedroom to look just right, mainly because the walls are (off) white. I think I've mentioned this before; white walls just look so unfinished to me (not, I should stress, in other, more Scandinavian people's homes). I decided to group the frames I had previously spread out on the walls, creating just a few focal points -- the grouped frames, the map, and the dresser mirror (above).

Sorry to anybody who was hoping to see the patchwork side of the finished quilt, but I'm actually using the 'back' as the top. When I was going through my vintage bedsheets to see if I had anything to back the quilt with, I spread this daffodil-print sheet on the bed and fell in love with it. It was only a full size, so it wasn't quite big enough for the queen-size quilt, but I cut it down to the same size as the patchwork on the other side (both sides have the white edges) and used the leftover to make binding strips.

I bought a sheet set on clearance at Target, because I needed a large amount of (nice) solid white fabric, and that was the cheapest/easiest way to get it. So I cut up the flat sheet, saved the fitted sheet (which I'll use once flannel sheet season has passed), and I was very pleased that the green 'cuffs' on the pillowcases perfectly matched the green of the daffodil print. I've had those yellow striped pillowcases for a couple years now; they were thrifted and are the softest, smoothest things ever.

I got rid of a lot of clothes (two big garbage bags of stuff for a garage sale later and one to actually throw away), but I still have too much. The white dresser has my jeans, exercise clothes, and undergarments; the small, stripey dresser has mostly summer clothes; there's a three-shelf unit in my little closet with t-shirts and sweaters.

I wish I could take a picture of my closet, but it's so small and oddly placed that it's impossible. Cleaning it out was the biggest project in the bedroom overhaul, because I had taken to chucking stuff in there and forgetting about it (which is what I do with any doored/hidden space, hence this whole house project). I decided to hang only the shirts that I wear on a regular basis (and some dresses), because I can more easily store less-often-worn shirts by folding them.

Anyway, I might do further weeding of clothes at a later date, because I do aspire to have only clothes that I really, really like. Even if that means not having much of a selection! But I think there are only so many decisions a person can make at once, and I definitely hit that limit!

Up next? The kitchen. Big (literally -- it's the biggest room in the house) and scary, although not as scary as the guest room currently is. (It's a nightmare. A nightmare! If I were any sort of decent human being, I would go in there right now and try to ameliorate the situation. Alas.)