Summer flew by, as it always does. On September 23 we will officially enter fall.
Although fall is one of my favorite seasons (what other season boasts a holiday where a cat ears or a bed sheet over your head solicits free. candy. with just a knock at the front door) it also brings on a bit of anxiety. It can be difficult for me to enjoy fall when old man winter is right around the corner rubbing his frigid, bony hands together and maniacally muahahaha-ing in my general direction. These are the things that haunt my dreams.
Thankfully our new house has softened the impending blow a little. Slightly cooler temperatures mean Ross and I can now fully enjoy our new favorite place in the house, our front porch. This past Sunday was not only the most freakishly beautiful day I’ve seen in ages, but also the perfect chance to spend some time relaxing in our sun-filled haven.
Before and afters usually showcase some horrifying display of I can’t believe they bought this place turned Martha Stewart masterpiece. But this isn’t that kind of a before and after. Ross and I aren’t exactly what you call “handy” – unless you mean handing someone else the tools or cash to do the job. However, we’ve done a few things here and there to start making the place our own. So without further ado, I present you HWML’s first installment of: Husband & Wife At Home.
I have only one “before” shot of the front porch. And if you’re like us, the “before” doesn’t scream help! so much as it screams I want to go to there. The previous owners really knew what they were doing out here and created a major selling point for the home.
We kept the wall color because it felt relaxing, but decided to change up the seating areas to accommodate a table and chair set for semi-al fresco dining. The table and chairs were my grandparents’ and came over to the house from our condo. Some new cushions, spray paint and several numb fingers later, we had this:
On the opposite side of the porch is a built-in bookcase, which we painted white and filled with antiques and pretty much anything else that fit into our color scheme.
We purchased a neutral cover for a couch we already owned and Ross has occupied it ever since. Seriously, I don’t think I’ve sat on it yet. And knowing me, if I did sit on it, I’d have a glass of red wine in my hand. And the terror in Ross’ eyes whilst waiting for me to spill would cancel out any chance I have to relax on it.
When I brought home that fan Ross said, Awesome! Does it work? to which I replied, Sure does. Its job is to sit there and look pretty.