We built our house 3.5 years ago. Besides the basement, the only room that has not been finished is our bedroom. To be honest, it really hasn’t bothered me.
Until recently.
And suddenly, those bare, blazing white walls remind me of a psych ward isolation room.
I am not speaking from experience, of course.
Instead of paying a lot of money for shipping presents this year, my parents sent us a generous chunk of money for Christmas. After some deliberation, we bought the kids a few gifts and decided to put the money towards finally painting and decorating our bedroom.
Our plan was to start after the holiday until Bode threw up all over our current dry-clean-only comforter last week. This sped up Project Bedroom Makeover. Either that or spend the next few weeks sniffing his regurgitated pasta dinner.
On Saturday, we hit a variety of stores and finally found our duvet de choix. The issue with buying a new duvet is you also get sucked into purchasing all the goodies that go with it. Another problem is our recent stay at the luxurious Broadmoor led us to believe our bed needed to feel like their million-dollar one.
We eventually walked outta there with arms piled high and hundreds of dollars poorer (I plan to fully bill the Broadmoor). Our purchases? A duvet, pillow top mattress pad, shams, curtains, rod and pillows.
Oh, and licorice. Just because we were hungry.
Upon arriving home, Jamie was eager to make the bed even though we still need to paint the walls. When it came time for the icing on the cake – the duvet – we realized our down comforter insert was in storage somewhere. I spent the next hour in the dungeon of despair, only to discover it stashed away in a bin. I threw it in the washing machine and walked upstairs.
The bed was fully made…and fluffy.
“I’ll bet your are wondering where I got the comforter to stick inside the new duvet, don’t you?”
“Errr…yes.”
[Proudly] “I just used our old one!”
“You mean the one that is covered in Bode’s puke that infiltrates everything it touches?”
“Yep, that’s the one!”
I'm a Canadian-born mom of two, former Denver Post columnist, family travel writer, editor of MileHighMamas.com and 9News contributor. Expert on all things Utah, Denver, family and travel. Lover of laughter and life. Happily married to a man obsessed with growing The Great Pumpkin. 