Since we moved in February, I have been picturing... dreaming... fantasizing about making changes. Changes to our living room, kitchen, bedroom - okay, like everything. I've made a few teeny, tiny changes here and there, but nothing too noticeable.
This week, the changes get bigger. New pillows, curtains, art (well, the DIY crafty kind), decor, oh - and TV (which changes EVERYTHING). Some things are old and are just being repainted, repurposed or recycled to have a new purpose.
Is it silly that these changes bring me such joy? Yes, I'm sure it is. But isn't it amazing that these small differences change the way I feel about my house, myself? Silly? Yes. Wonderful? Yes sir!