Decorating our apartment used to be one of my favorite hobbies. I would scour Michaels and Joanne’s for frame sales, print out all our latest pictures, check craigslist everyday for new furniture, and obsess over the latest Joss and Main sale. I used to flood Mr. A’s inbox daily with all my latest decorating finds (which he usually passed on but hey, I tried).
Slowly, over the course of our first two years in our apartment, it transitioned from a barren 1,000 square foot impersonalized white box into our home.
But soon after our apartment started to feel like home, we decided to start looking for a permanent place to call home. Since we wouldn’t be in our apartment much longer, it seemed silly to spend any more time buying furnishings and crafting pieces to adorn the unfinished places and walls. Certainly, those specialized pieces would have a hard time finding a home in our brand new place.
So all of a sudden, the hobby that I loved the most was gone. No more painting. No more searching. No more hammering. Just waiting until we found our new home and staring at all the things that I wish I could fix/upgrade in our apartment.
While I’m grateful for the opportunity to be able to purchase a home, being in this odd decorating slump is definitely a shock for my creativity. Now the time that I used to spend with pictures strewn across the living room floor has been taken up by touring house after house after house, wondering if the next one that we will see will be our new home.
Though I’m sure I will get those crafting and decorating days back, I surely do miss those creative days now. I miss the days of daydreaming about how to gussy up our walls. I miss the days of crafting and creating new art. I miss the days of endlessly searching for the exact right piece.
But for now, I’ll have to spend my days dreaming about what our new home will look like and how we will decorate it to make it our own. All I know is that it will be good to put this decorating funk behind me.
Any of you guys suffering from a decorating funk?