Mike moved out on Saturday leaving me with what felt like a nearly empty apartment. Of course, it wasn’t empty at all, it just needed some serious rearranging. Fortunately, my dear friends Nicola and Victor dropped in Sunday bearing breakfast and flowers and even more importantly, muscle. I needed help moving the birdseye maple credenza out of the office and into the living room where it ably filled the vacuum left by the dearly departed Louis XV settee. The room is barely functional without a sofa but it looks good.
I’ll be moving again myself in a few months, once the dust settles and the dogs have adjusted. For that reason, I won’t be painting or buying draperies, in fact, I’d barely hung a picture because I didn’t want to mark the walls. But a person needs to feel at home, however temporarily, so I’ve gone ahead and arranged a few things.
And wonder of wonders, it’s starting to feel like home again. It’s funny — it’s the same stuff that was in the old house but it feels completely fresh to me what with all the light and space.
I’m going to make an effort to post a little more frequently here on styleNorth, to get my groove back, as it were. Special thanks to Nic and Vic for their timely support and to all you wonderful commenters for the words of kindness and encouragement — it means the world to me.