Creativity Comes When it Comes

I'm cruising through my to-do lists, but life likes to ADD, so in the worst timely time, I had a burst of creativity around fixing my bedroom and a problem with the front door. 

I've been trying to fix both and the ideas weren't coming or were duds. 

Then inspiration at the most crowded of times. 

The front door problem:

The door is mainly glass and it gives a bird's eye look into the house.

But, we want to be able to see out during the day.

A shade will be too bulky to cover the entire length of the glass.

Frosting will block the view out the door when we want it. 

Enter a portiere -- curtain covering an entryway. Vintage problem solver for drafts.

Behold the front door fix ...

The pictures don't do it justice. It looks so pretty -- closed and opened. Opened, it softens the hallway and looks so cozy. Closed, it looks so nice from the outside -- decorative and soft on the front door glass.

Inexpensive curtains and rod. I can't believe how well it works. 

This is in the entryway ... an antique ornament from my great aunt (my aunt gifted it to me last week).

Next up ... the bedroom. 

What's the problem, you ask?

That. 

I don't really know. 

I know it's wrong and not cozy and not me and not working. 

One of many problems that suddenly occurred to me yesterday:

It's too crowded (with the wrong things).

Took out a sofa table and moved it to the basement. 

It looks very nice here.
It's a beautiful drop-leaf.

Another problem:

THE RUG.

Broke down and ordered a rug from Anthropology. 

It's a bit of a color risk. But I'm taking the risk and building the room around it. 

Fingers crossed because no easy return option. 

Once the rug is set, I'll build the room around it. 

It needs color. 

It needs whimsy.

It needs character.

The room is dark (and boring). 

I like a "happy" and bright bedroom. 

Lights off, shutters closed and it's fine for sleeping. 

During the day, sitting in bed reading ... I need happy, fun, pretty.

It feels good to move forward on the bedroom. Not as easy of a fix as the front door and A LOT more expensive, but it's important to me. I've tried, really tried, to like it. 

I'll be decorating in layers. 

Rug.

Bed.

Walls.

Reupholster an antique chair.

Once I get the rug (and love it), I'll relax into decorating and have some fun with it. 

Anyway ...

I tried a new-to-me Korean cafe a few blocks from me. It's delightful and delicious. Opened about a year and off the beaten path. It's going to be a new favorite.

Happy.

Inclusive signs.

Inclusive for food sensitivities too.

Friendly.

The silverware alone!
Gorgeous.
Bowl was outstanding.

Cute. Immediately googled.
ETSY.

Colorful.
Creative.

Charred tea with coconut milk.
It was really good, not sweet.

I'm hiking with the Tuesday group today and I need to drop an attitude.

 

The time got pushed back last minute because of the temperature and it's stupid. It'll be in the high 30s moving very quickly to the 40s. Big girl panties, ladies. This puts pressure on my afternoon timing (the reason I'm annoyed). This temperature has been in the forecast for about a week.

I haven't hiked with them in weeks. I can't hike again until December. And, I'll probably have a good time. And, and, and ... let it go (I'm trying and failing).

But, dang, it's ALWAYS something with this group. Group dynamics without consideration to the group.

Change hike.

Change time.

Change distance.

Change pace.

Change lunch.

Be late. 

Always because ONE person wants it to be different and ALWAYS last minute. Never when the plans are set the week before.

But I'm the outlier who cares ... so it's a ME problem, not a THEM problem. That's why I'm hiking with them infrequently these days. It's not the match it used to be. 

Okay, I've chatted long enough and the rant is getting me going in the wrong way. Hope you have a good day. Later gators.