The beginning for me was house number 8.Posted: March 18, 2012 | |
I am thinking that this probably should have been my first post. But, I tend to approach my projects out of the norm, so I am going to back track a bit. I want to explain to my readers what led me to create April 25th Design and Decor.
I have owned eight homes during the past fifteen years. All of them were original construction and all of them required a lot of love and updating. For me, there is something so magical about the mysteries you encounter while living in an older house. The joy of discovering original floor tile in a 1940’s bathroom while removing the 1970’s carpet. Or, it may be the surprise of finding vintage wallpaper from the 1950’s in the pantry of your 1990’s kitchen when repainting. Sometimes it is the hours of pondering why a previous owner awkwardly installed a wall in the middle of your beautiful family room. To me, these are surprises along the way that are as fun as a Christmas morning. (I tend to block out the moments of realization when you discover the electrical isn’t up to code or that the corroded pipes have left you with a small flood in your living area).
So, every once in a while, I will be using my blog as a forum to illustrate projects that I have accomplished in my current 1950’s “Whimsical French” abode that I have resided in for the past two years, (along with my 22 month old twin boys, 13-year-old son, two chihuahuas, two cats and one VERY patient husband…).
But to understand my love of this home, you have to understand my story. After discovering I was pregnant with twins, the economy took a heavy hit and my husband, like many others, was laid off and out of work for 18 months. Not sure how many of my readers have been older moms, but being middle-aged and pregnant with two babies is a bit challenging and required much bed rest. This rest took place in a 9x 13 foot bedroom which was part of a 1,200 square foot original bungalow in the “heart of Houston”. When I say heart, I mean a very colorful neighborhood that is as charming as it is challenging. Blocks of sweet original homes that were so easy on the eye and easy targets for crime.
Needless to say, tight finances, pregnancy and the knowledge that we needed to sell our house for more space made for a very unsettling year. This is where I will fast forward the story …two months after the babies were born, and a lot of patience from my realtor (love her..just love her as she has been with me for seven of my eight home purchases) we found our “diamond in the rough”. A house we are trying to make into our home in a 1950’s subdivision in West Houston.
And this is where the story really begins….I invite you to join me on my journey as I attempt to live an authentic life while dealing with the challenges of raising a teenager along with two-year old twins, balancing the tightrope of being a daughter to frustrated parents that feel like I will never be “independent”, and a husband who is finally finding his way in his forties. The past ten years of my life haven’t been wrapped up in one pretty package, but it has led me here. And I am living one of my dreams: managing and owning April 25th Design and Decor. I invite you to join me as I attempt to live the second half of my life my way. It may not always be perfect, but it has been the imperfections of my homes and my past that has brought me here with you today.