I thought I had shared my not-fully-decorated guestroom with you, and last night I checked my posts and realized that all I shared with you was the cutie-patootie robe and slipper socks hanging in the guestroom closet.
Sorry 'bout that.
It's a work in progress, as all are the other seven rooms (plus a hallway) in my cottage. The room, along with the rest of the cottage, is patiently waiting to be prettied up with a fresh coat of paint.
And a charming pillow for the chair.
And a fabulous-and-thrifty chandelier.
And the perfect "thing" to hang above the bed. (Do you struggle with this too? I think being born and raised in California causes me to really think long and hard as to what exactly will hang above any bed in my home. You do not ever want to wake up in the night to a heavy mirror-platter-you-fill-in-the-blank-here during an earthquake.)
And maybe a couple of these so-soft-on-the-feeties rugs from Ikea. (Gotta get a couple of them to stick out from under each side of the bed!)
And I still need to hang my roller shades in the charming corner windows.
So, I guess what I am saying, is that I have the furniture arranged in there, with the bed made, and the fuffy, billow-y curtains hung in there.
And I'm happy with the way it is slowly unfolding, along with the rest of the house.
My first guest ever to stay in this room will be here in just over a week! (Squeeeeeeal!) Yes, The Other Tracey will arrive a week from tomorrow and we will begin an adventure up (over? Up and over?) to Spokane for the Farm Chicks Show!
I can hardly wait, and we've been texting, and talking, and giggling over all of our plans. It's going to be a spectacular trip, I just know it.