Monday, right? That's about all I have to say about that.
I wanted to share with you some small glimpses of the little things in our house that make it feel like home. I don't plan on making this a formal series, but just something to share from time to time when the inspiration strikes.
When I was a kid, I always slept with roughly a billion stuffed animals. My parents referred to my bed as a nest. Each night, we'd have to clear out a little spot for me to sleep. And while, as an adult, I no longer have stuffed animals in my bed, I love to make my home feel similarly cozy.
These little parts of our home have become incredibly meaningful to me. Adrian and I have never been sure when we would leave Chicago, so for a time, our apartment went largely undecorated because I felt there was no point in doing so if it would only be temporary. Then one day, I realized, I have to make this too small apartment a home. It's in my blood and it's who I am. It's our little sanctuary.
So this, that I'm sharing with you all today, is the bookshelf in our living room. I struggle with this bookshelf. I love to read so it's necessary, but we just don't have the space to have the large, beautifully styled bookcase of my dreams. So in the meantime, we're making this bookcase work.
On a rare weekend off, Adrian and I headed out to a farmer's market here in the city. There we found these beyond adorable little succulents. We decided to put them in these glass jars, vases. I have no idea if that's right for them or how long they'll last. So we'll just have to see. I have a history of killing plants and I have a feeling that streak will probably continue.
I'm loving this little corner of our apartment. And loving these little plants!