It’s been a big week for me. I moved into my own home.
As an interior designer and first-time home buyer, this is one of the
most thrilling endeavors of my adult life. I’ve had apartments and
condos and shared houses, but this is a real “grown up” house and a
place of my own. It has space and a yard and endless possibilities. There
are a multitude of projects on the horizon; in fact, I’ve already begun the
renovation process by refinishing the floors. It’s going to keep me busy
and I’m sure I’ll feel frustrated (and broke!) at times, but really, is there
anything more important and memorable than the lives we build at home?
“The ache for home lives in all of us, the safe place where
we can go as we are and not be questioned.”
– Maya Angelou
Tricia (and Nina) xo