I live in my old place for almost 9 years. It was the first place that was actually mine. For some reason though, I always considered it temporary. Over the years, I collected things to hang on the walls and said, oh this will go up in my new place.
Now don’t get me wrong, I’m pretty sure this place is temporary too; I do want a house or condo one day. But this time I have the desire to decorate and make it feel like home. I want flowers, photographs, warmth and comfort. A friend offered me some chairs, which I turned down flat because I did not want to furnish my new place with things I don’t like. Besides, I like the idea of acquiring things gradually, being selective, finding things with character and history.
This weekend I made a few purchases toward insuring that when I do get things that require hanging or assembling, I will be able to do just that. A drill, a set of drill bits and screwdriver heads, and a “workshop assortment” set of screws and bolts and all sorts of crap. It’s all very basic mind you, but essential to my plan.
I haz tools!
I hung two dragonfly hooks in the bathroom, a white board in the hallway and a beautiful antique plaque with “I am my beloved and my beloved is mine” inscribed in Aramaic. With each touch, this new place feels a little more like home.
It’s will probably take a little while time for that home feeling to settle in, but for now, I’m enjoying the little bits here and there.
I would hope that plaque is about us.