my dirty little secret

I have a dirty little secret…it’s called my *house*!

I know, I know, as a decorator, I’m supposed to live in a showplace. In fact, I’m almost certain that it’s at least a state, if not federal law.

A law that I break on a daily basis.

Somebody call the decorating police!

Of course, as with most people who live a secret life, I have scads of excuses…not enough time, messy kids, too much stuff, waiting for the perfect furniture piece to come along, I want to live in a house for a while so it can speak to me, etc.

But the bottom line is that I’m a perfectionist & wait until all of the planets are in alignment and the world is perfect to decorate my house with the precision of a surgical strike.

It’s strange, how I can go into another family’s home, and not only can I sense their style & the direction they want to take their home, but I can take action and make their decorating dreams come true. Now!

But like the nurse with sick kids and the landscaper without a lawn (yes, we lived next door to that guy when I was a kid and it nearly *killed* my folks, with our perfectly manicured fescue), I put my clients’ homes before my own.

No longer!

This year – actually very early in this year – I pledge to get a move on, and finish decorating my house!

No more inviting strangers into my living room and listening to them ask when we moved in as I see them scan the unopened boxes! No more embarrassment as I ramble senselessly about why we still have boxes after a year and a half!

Nope, I’m on a mission!

I will decorate my house, and not just yours!

Starting today!

[Phew! It feels good to get that off my chest! And while I’m at it, I’ll confess that I don’t clean as often as I should.]

Stay tuned for updates on how I’m doing…