I’ve been a little stressed recently. Ok, a lot stressed. The summer season brings a heavier workload to my day job, and although my nine-to-five troubles should stay in the office, it’s often easier said than done. But it’s not all work: I was very much under the weather last week, among other things, and to put it quite blunty, I’m just a tightly wound kind of gal. Scott takes it all in stride, but I think he’s hoping my trauma induced nail-biting streak will end sooner than later.
Let’s back track. When we first moved into our home, I wanted nothing more than an orange bedroom. Yes, I really said orange. It’s my favorite color, but I rarely use it in our home’s decor. It often times can come off too grating, too Halloween-like, too construction-zone, too..well, just a bit too much. But after being afraid to use my favorite color for too many years, I finally got my orange bedroom. And I love it. But when you add a bold, graphic bedspread to an already very lively room, is it taking it too far? Did we step over to the bit-too-much side? With so much tension in my day, how can I possibly be expected to sleep when everything seems so chaotic, so much?
Enter new bedspread. Now, don’t get me wrong. I love a bold fleur de lis print just as much as the next girl. Is it obvious as you look at this very blog’s background? But as soon as I saw the buttercream waffle-weave print duvet at our local HomeGoods, I knew it had to be ours. Of course, when I saw the charming mint green sheets next to it, I knew I couldn’t go home without both. Bonus points: the hint-of-green pop of color would go great with the recent stripe we painted behind our headboard. I already felt more at ease, and I had barely reached the checkout line.
At lights out, I can hardly wait to snuggle deep down into our new tranquil oasis of creamy, cool blanket heaven. Although Scott wasn’t exactly thrilled at the prospect of purchasing yet another bundle of bed linens, I’ve seen him sleeping with a smile on his lips (and really, we’re talking HomeGoods prices here). I now have a calm, peaceful retreat to rest my head. My mind feels more clear as I drift away, and waking up no longer feels like such a rude awakening.
Our fleur de lis spread has found it’s way into our linen storage, and for now, I’m okay with that. She’ll come out again when the time is right. But at this moment, I’m reveling in my new peaceful haven.