I have an issue... - An Education in Domestication

We all know that Devon and I moved into our house back in August. When we moved we got rid of some of our old furniture and decided we were going to slowly go through furnishing our new house because to do it all at once would have been a financial disaster.

Our house is twice the size as the apartment we were living in before, so there’s no way, even if we kept all our furniture that we wouldn’t have needed more anyway.

When we moved in, the only real immediate things we purchased were a new bed and mattress because our old one was just shot, a new sectional for the basement because I despised the one we had and a few smaller pieces like our counter stools, front door benches, and shelves…

We have yet to buy anything else since then. (which you could kind of guess from my IG post about me putting up my Christmas Tree this past weekend.)

Which sounds crazy, I know. Herein lies my issue….

This is the first house I’ve lived in since I was like 10 years old. My parents split up when I was 10 which means we moved out of the house we’d been living in and my mother moved into an apartment with my brother and I. She’s lived in an apartment ever since. When Devon and I moved in together, we moved into our (now) old apartment. So, moving here is the first time I’ve lived in a house in 13 years.

And I kind of don’t know what to do with it. There’s so much room and so many rooms….it’s slightly overwhelming.

And then there’s also the issue in that; I really want to be intentional with what I buy because I don’t just want to furnish the house for the sake of furnishing it. I want the rooms to make sense, to look nice, to look how I and Devon want them to look, to flow together (especially on the first floor where the entire floor is literally one large open space) and I want them to have furniture and pieces that I can keep in them for years and not get sick of.

At the end of the day; that all sounds fine and dandy…but it’s almost paralyzing me. Because I know I want to be intentional and get pieces that I’ll love but then “what if I don’t like it or it doesn’t actually look right in this space, then I have to have it taken back…it’ll be a whole thing…” just all this craziness.

Even something as simple as my desk for our home office. I still haven’t gotten on yet. Because I feel like I want it to match the other shelves in the room and Devon’s desk, all which match each other, almost exactly, so that there is a cohesive feel to the room, which is fine….but I can’t find a desk I like in that color scheme and it’s annoying.

This is all why we haven’t done much yet. It’s not because I don’t want to…it’s because I’m batty. I know this, and I accept it.

But, I am open to any and all ideas on how to get past it. Because I want my house to actually start coming together but I don’t know how to get out of my own head about it.

I love my house. I am so proud of the fact that Devon and I have our own house, that we have a place to start our family in and grow and all of that. I just need to stop being a flipping crazy human…which is not the easy part.