7.03.2005

Spicing up life in our bedroom

Well, this isn't about actually having more sex in mine an T's bedroom (not that this would be a bad thing) but making our master bedroom sexier. I'm not thinking mirrors on the ceiling or a sling in the corner by the antique armoire but more like a new color, enhancing the lighting, having some window treatments installed.

Background: We built and moved into our new home in 2004. At the time it seemed like such a good idea to have all the walls painted a neutral Khaki color. Afterall, everything goes with Khaki and it actually looks good with my skin tone. However, after almost a year of "blaghhhhhhhhh" walls in our bedroom I am ready to actually do something about it. If money were no object and my ego would allow me (I have a background in interior design) I'd hire someone to come in and just get it over with. That said, I am not willing to part with the $$$ or my pride at this point. This means I just need to get off my ass and get the ball rolling.

Each night when I go to bed I lay there and look around thinking, "God this is a boring room". And then in the mornings I wake up and stumble across the dogs (who are usually sprawled right where I need to walk) thinking. "This really, truly is a boring room". Then I make my way to the kitchen (which is fabulous by the way) for my morning coffee. At this point I have forgotten all about said boring bedroom. It irks me that I can't decide what to do in there. Every other room in our house looks pretty damn good if I do say so. So why the mental design block in the bedroom? Is it a sub-conscious thing?

Who knows. Whatever the reason this room bothers me so much and whatever the cause for my lack of vision something is going to change. Soon. Otherwise, I am going to send my color blind husband to Sherwin Williams and give him carte blanche. A bright yellow and orange bedroom may be just what I need. Either that or some mirrors on the ceiling and a sling.

2 comments:

Hikaru said...

A sling is rarely a bad thing.

Pookie65 said...

I guess I've lived a sheltered life having never even seen one up close. There's always tomorrow.... :-)