Last week it was so fun to show y'all my office and kind of share my heart behind it.
Want to do it again?
You get to my office by walking in the front door and turning to the right. If you to turn to the left, you walk right on into our living room. Welcome! (don't mind the cuties - they were tired from a long day at the park/grocery store/playdate)
Now this room is not really anywhere near being "done".
We haven't put curtains up, there's no rug yet, and I don't have the throw pillows on there there that I'd really like. Y'all, I've got to admit. I've got living room stressor disease. I'm not the type of gal who just decorates a room and feels whimsical and settled. I genuinely obsessed for our first two weeks about this room and whether or not it would "work" or not.
I blame my background y'all. I'm a church planter's wife on a fundraising budget, but I worked in the home section of Anthropologie for too long to not care what my living space says when you walk in. So I do my best to piece it all together and shop from our home and thrift my little heart out till it "works". But really, it's always a work in progress, you know?
