Today has been a day of home-making. Perhaps it is a touch of nesting/panic because my parents will be staying with us for a couple of days next week, but I have finally been motivated to set up our guest room. This morning, I vacuumed and put together some used side tables to use for bedside tables. This afternoon, I hung up pictures. In the meantime, I have been busy using backing soda to deodorize the carpet in our basement rec room, and disconnecting our not-so-functional washing machine in anticipation of a new one arriving this evening.
All of this makes me feel a little proud and powerful. I've said before that I have never felt very qualified to be a home maker. I don't have a lot of skills in that department, and to be honest, I never cared that much to learn them. Obviously, I had sufficient cooking and laundry skills to keep me alive and dressed over the past decade, and that sufficed. One thing I've learned, however, is that no matter what you learned growing up, running your own home will always be a learning curve; even if your parents taught you everything they knew, you will someday find there are gaps in your knowledge or skills you'd never considered mastering. The nice thing is knowing that it's never too late to learn a new skill. Trust me, if I can learn to be reasonably handy, anyone can!
I've hesitated to put up pictures of the new house because I'm not much of a photographer and my decorating talents are decidedly limited, but over the coming months as the home comes together, I'll try to post a few to keep y'all in the loop.