When we moved in to our house, it was a shrine to 1991. The house had been a showhouse for the estate, and hadn't been changed since. I guess the floral blahs suited the elderly couple who were here before us, but to say it was dated is like saying the new Stars In Their Eyes is slightly rubbish. However, with both of us working, and a Squeaky to look after, it's taken time for us to put our stamp on the place.
We are slowly getting there now. Baby steps and all. I decorated Squeaky's room about 2 years ago now, as you know. Then we had a decorator friend help us with the lounge/dining room, and the hall, stairs & landing, because I know my limits. Late last year we decided that our next challenge would be our bedroom.
All went fairly well, except for a minor tragedy when *someone* stood the ladder on my dalek picture that lived on the wall opposite the bed. It wasn't expensive, but I think finding the right size frame as a replacement may well be. It's a big wall opposite the bed, and since we finished painting, it has been staring blankly at me like a big blank thing. Broken up by nothing more than a couple of tiny nail holes that I kind of didn't fill before I painted.
I had a late evening chat with Daddy one night about what we should do with the wall, and we (ok I) said that some wall art would look good. And nothing happened, for a while. Until one of those quiet days between Christmas and the schools going back where I had just had enough of looking at a boring wall and had a nose on Premier Vinyls' website. Simply because they were the only company I could name, and I knew they did lots of giveaways on Facebook. Put all the boring stuff in to the order form, used Daddy's money as he broke the daleks, and lo & behold, less than a week later, I'm the proud owner of a lovely piece of wall art.
I even have co-ordinating bedlinen and toenails. Kind of. Paint is B&Q Colours in Oxygen, wall art from Premier Vinyls, bedlinen from The Home Store about 15 years ago, nail polish OPI Can't Find My Czech Book.
I'm not sure if the view from my bed is more or less interesting than a random hotel window view, but it's an insight into the life of an irregular blogger and hardcore procrastinator.
Disclosure: This is not a sponsored post, or a review post. I bought the wall art shown above with my own money (or rather, Daddy's money), and I have a receipt to prove it if you like that sort of thing. I have not been asked to post this, not offered any incentive to do so. I am not a member of any affiliate scheme, links are provided for convenience, I will not receive any payment for their use.
Edited to fix auto correct.