I'm not sure if I mentioned it here, but Brendan and I have been giving our bedroom an overhaul. When we are anxious or about to go through a major upheaval (read: having a second child) we take it out on our house. So we've painted the walls, bought a new TV, bought two wardrobes (at a steal for $50 apiece on clearance!!) to help ease the clog that is our much-too-small master bedroom closet, and brought in two fun little upholstered chairs from my grandmother's house. It is coming along nicely, starting to feel more like the sanctuary it ought to be rather than the dumping ground for stuff we don't know what to do with. Aside from the few extra pieces of furniture currently residing within its walls (which we could get rid of this weekend if we tried hard enough) it looks almost done.
Last weekend we went shopping and found the most lovely curtains. They have sheen, and they are lined, and they are so pretty and sophisticated. And they were...a little expensive at $40/panel, especially since we needed eight panels. But they were so lovely, and we really stick to our tight budget so that when we really want or need something we can afford it. And in the grand scheme of curtain shopping, $40 a panel is really NOT expensive. We bought them, hung them up, and they held up their end of the bargain by taking the room up a notch in elegance. I love them. I will post pictures sometime when, ahem, the room is not in its current state of packing-for-Korea shambles, otherwise known as The Sara Sprawl.
The only problem with adding new, delightful curtains in our bedroom is that it makes our living room curtains feel a little sad, cheap, and outdated. They are not elegant, they are not delightful. Sure, they serve their purpose by allowing us privacy in the evenings and adding a little fabric to the windows, but they really don't add anything to the room. They are like my closet: stay-at-home mom frumpy. And for the record, Brendan was the one who pointed out our new "dilemma", and he was the one who urged me to say yes to the bedroom curtains. Just thought you should know that I am not spending money like a drunken sailor without his go-ahead (not that I need it).
So, we'll keep our eyes open for a kicking good deal on lovely curtains for the living room, in hopes that we'll find just the right thing. We'll need eight panels again, so it will have to be a very good deal indeed. And if that route fails us, I will learn to sew curtains the proper way, as my mom does. She made the curtains for both Harry and Emma's rooms, and they are wonderful. She puts in the proper hems, irons all of her seams before sewing, and even lines panels when asked to. She also <gasp> measures the window before buying fabric! Who knew that such things could make a profound difference in the end result?* But no, sadly, she won't sign herself up for making curtains for my living room. Boo. Let me know if you see a good sale sometime, and your sweet reward will be knowing that you helped rid our home of the frump.
*Sarcasm. I know that measuring makes a difference, I just choose to follow more artistic routes in curtain creation, otherwise known as "winging it".
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