Make the Bed and They Will Come

I moved into my condo three years ago in a sleepy part of Alexandria, VA just on the fringes of Old Town. (If I could just live in Old Town. Definitely in another lifetime.) For now, on the fringes I will have to remain until I sell my first novel and screenplay to the Lifetime Movie Network. But, I digress.

Still on my to-do list are re-doing the bathroom and bedroom. For years, I have sorted through hundreds of pages of house style magazines (Remember Domino?), hoping to find that one image that will inspire me to get the boudoir finished.

I'm of the sense that in order for me to finally move on doing something, the idea needs to literally wake me up at night for me to know that that's what I really want. I may be a little obsessive over how I arrive at my ideas, but it's how I'm built, and I've accepted it.

This evening, however, the idea came to me as I Googled beds using terms like "cozy canopy" and "romantic beds." And among all the hits, I found the epitome of romantic and dreamy. See that pebble mosaic bed? Lovely, no? Now, I'm dreaming up all kinds of ideas for my bedroom. I'm seeing beautiful whites and creams everywhere--from the buttercream white on the walls with some hints of "Tuscany," i.e., plaster, to break up an institutional feel of the whites, to the creamy colored linen bed coverings and down feathered, plush pillows. Sounds heavenly, and I'm already getting sleepy.

So, after avoiding my room for the past three years, and using it only for sleeping purposes, I am excited about creating a lovely nest for myself, where I will seek it out not only to dream while asleep, but also when I'm awake.

Plus, you know what they say, "Make the bed and they will come..."

Buona sera.