Last month I moved to a new house. It’s actually a townhouse, but it’s very cute. Leaving my 1 bedroom apartment for a place with 2 bedrooms, 1.5 washroom and a basement has been a huge change. I never lived in a house with stairs before, so now I never know where I left my stuff. I remember my mother-in-law advising me against townhouses as they are a lot of work going up and down. She’s right, but I’m new to it and I’m having a lot of fun.
Now the interesting thing is how my old decoration doesn’t fit the new space. The orange wood in the balcony make all my blue objects look like they are screaming. My blue and mustard chairs look super awkward in the kitchen yellowish floor and I feel I don’t want to hang any of my old art on the new walls.
So after some consideration we decided to make a new painting for the living room, something large and abstract, and that will be it. I have to buy canvas and a frame and start studying composition and colors. I never do anything abstract so it’s exciting and a bit scary.
I would like my house to be more romantic and inviting but for some reason she wants to be more modern and cool. Maybe because it’s an old house, trying to look younger. It’s like the house has her own will.
But we are becoming good friends. I’m super inspired to take good care of her, I watching online videos and refreshing my cleaning skills, researching ideas and smells to make it a more inviting place.
And if you find funny I called the house “her”, that’s because in Portuguese, a house has a feminine gender. I know a house is “it” in English, but not mine. She is definitely a girl, with lots of personality.