It’s a strange summer we’re having when something so mundane as opening up the patio doors becomes an almost momentous occasion. But such a has been the weather, I feel like trumpets should sound every time there’s a break in the rain and I can finally turn the handles and use the terrace as an extension of the living room.
As we're days away from exchanging contracts on our new home (fingers crossed), I'm now allowing myself to actually imagine us living in it. House-buying is such a nerve-wracking process. Your head tries to remain in the present until the ink is dry and the money transferred but your heart moves on the moment your offer's accepted.
I just hope that I'm not tempting fate by mentioning it, trying to plan where all of our things will go, and yes, how we'll (I'll) decorate it. Don't worry, I'm not yet at the mood board/paint swatches stage. But as you can probably imagine, I've reacquainted myself with Pinterest recently.