A random collection of inspiration

I couldn’t come up with one theme for an inspiration post (as I have in the past like fashion or forests). There are so many different ways to find inspiration for so many different things.

This sink is off the charts crazy, unpractical, and probably a nightmare to clean. But just look at it. It’s a piece of sculpture. People would flock to the bathroom just to look at it. Imagine how the water flows down each little step in the design?

I love Scandinavian design. And a mid-century modern one? I’ll take it. The colors, the style, the comfort and hygge factor are very high in this little corner. The wallpaper makes a huge impact without making too much of a statement.

I doubt there’s much that’s comfortable about these chairs but I’m sure comfort wasn’t the point of making them. Take the sink from the first picture, and add these chairs to the same house, I’d never, ever leave. Inspiring.

This Great Dane is the gentle giant of the dog world. If he wasn’t bigger than I am, I would be snuggled up against him with my Doxie in my lap watching Netflix. As much as I’d (sorta kinda mostly) love another dog, I can’t see this guy fitting into my life. So adoring him from afar will have to do.

That’s sound advice. I definitely can’t be a ballerina if I continue to let cake be my guiding force of life.

Damn it. Let me eat cake!

(It is a lovely thought in all seriousness, and very true.)

If we want to talk dream home…this would be a top contender for me. Despite the fact that I hate being cold, and have lived in enough snowy places to last a lifetime, this house is just amazing. Again, there’s a sculptural theme running through it, and I bet the bands of light that fall across the rooms are pretty spectacular. It’s likely unpractical, but until I live in it, who can say for sure?

I like this display, the common thread of colors and type of pictures. It’s pleasing to look at, and a good use of a ‘dead space’ in the home. I’d love to do something similar in my staircase. Unfortunately, our staircase is a giant curved wall, so repainting it from repressive brown to something lighter and brighter will just have to suffice.

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Is anything inspiring you this Tuesday? Where do you go to find inspiration? To see what else I find inspiring, visit me here.

Pinterest Fun

I admit, I’m a Pinterest junkie. I can pin all day long (actually making anything other than the occasional recipe…). When I’m not obsessing over the never ending kitchen debate, I like finding funny things to pin. Here are some of my favorites:

I frequently tell my husband this:

If you’ve ever walked past my house, you’ll get where I’m coming from:

Because Sherlock, duh.

And the classic that always says what it means to be a writer:

Have a happy Sunday. Go forth and Pin!

Never dream via Pinterest, you’ll get in trouble every time

Pinterest, that deadly little time-suck. It is a dangerous place to hang out in the mornings (or probably anytime, but morning is when I visit). It’s so easy to click a bit, and then click a bit more, and before you know it, it’s 9:30, you haven’t showered, dishes are piled up and you’ve a mountain of laundry and errands to crack on with.

It happens.

It happened to me this morning. I can dream on all sorts of things; craft project pins, fashion pins, interior design pins, but the one I keep pinning (and the cause of this morning’s post), home plan pins.

Oi. I could pin for days. I love home plans. Always have, always will. Ever since I was a kid. I even spent my allowance on a bunch of home plan books and would circle and envision the ones I liked the best. I started my college career as an architecture student. My mom used to take me to the Home Show, or Parade of Homes, where you visit new developments and see model homes. To this day, if there is a new model home to see, I might just visit and create some sort of story so the agents don’t think I’m completely looney.

About 18 months ago, the Husband and I planned to build a house in Seattle. We looked at land, scoured the internet, spoke to a few builders, went nuts researching just how complicated it is to build in King County, and then, didn’t end up building anything. We couldn’t find land in the same school where our son was then a 7th grader. All the property we could find that was within easy reach of the highway for the Husband to get downtown to work, and had some decent land size, little to no (or at least far away) neighbors, a view, any or all of the above; none were within the school boundary.

Actually, there was one. A 22 acre plot of land that was beautiful. BeauTIFul. It had serious issues, like having had illegally cleared wetlands by the previous owners, needing permission to go across someone elses land to get to the property and the fact that it had no septic, well, or even a road/driveway. But simply put, it was the dream land of land, surrounded by state forest, tucked back into an enclave of horse farms and near a stream.

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*cue the angels*

As much as we wanted that to be the one, it was not possible. There was a very good reason it had been for sale for years, and that was simply put: because getting the proper building permits and rectifying the wetlands issue and building the road was  really, really complicated.

There was also this one that also (of course!) had issues like the wrong school district, no well, no septic, steep land, and who knows what else, but it had the lake view I have always wanted.

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The other day, the Husband and I were chatting on messenger while he was between meetings, and he told me that our house in Seattle will be attached to the new elementary school going in up the street. That was good news, but I pointed out that by the time we move back in 2017, Chick would be in middle school, so it didn’t really matter. He said it would be Kick Butt for resale value (not that we are planning to sell…yet, especially as we were only there a year before moving to London). I agreed, and made the joke that resale was good especially if we were finally going to build when we move back. He replied with ‘hmm, I’d have to think about that.’ Interesting. When we get back, our son will be in high school, and there’s only ONE high school in our district. And with our daughter going to middle school, it really doesn’t matter which of the two she ends up in. {You see where this is going, right?}

Innocuous enough, but of course it started me down the Pinterest path (and let’s face it, I have four separate boards of house plans based on style, Barn Homes, Modern Homes, Tiny Houses,and Ranch Houses. I have a beach themed board, favorite places and spaces board, etc etc.

After I came across this plan (that would have been KILLER on the 22 acres, or the lake view land), I had to take a step back and cut off the crazy-train of Pinterest time-suck. Because I could really sit here all.day.pinning.

If I have learned anything from Pinterest, it’s that whoever thought it up must sit back and laugh, at all of us stuck to our screens, while they are off on their yacht, counting their millions.