Many of you may not know this but I went to college to study (and got a Bachelor's degree in) Housing and Environmental Design. I worked at Ethan Allen for about a year and a half before I got pregnant with our first baby.
That to say, I love Interior Design. I studied it for years and was only able to work in the field for such a short time before I took my dream job of keeping a home and growing babies.
And while I am living my dream as Oliver and Hazel's mama, I still very much get the itch every now and again to draw up floor plans and put together design boards and make flourish-y arm gestures and say the word "pop" a lot. It's in my blood.
And yet, since I left Ethan Allen, the extent of my design work has been limited to my own home (my walls groan under the weight of the paint they carry) and the occasional "can you make my house look fabulous by waving a wand and spending nothing?" requests from friends. (Honestly, not that I've minded helping my girlfriends out. Anything to keep these design muscles from atrophying!)
So, I've been hungry for design jobs. Real ones with real live budgets and clients who have an idea of what they want but trust me completely and have no time to get too involved.
And then Ryan took on a business partner. And they (wisely) opted out of working out of one of our upstairs bedrooms (you know, because nothing says legitimate business like, "Meet me at the top of the stairs, past the laundry room and through the playroom. Watch out for the legos!").
They hunted for cool spaces and settled on a great big room in a 189-year-old historic home just off the downtown square. (Turns out the great big tree in the back yard used to be the town hanging tree. Creepy!)
And the best part? They didn't have any office furniture and they were both way too busy to think about furnishing it themselves.
Picture my hesitant grin and eager eyes as I look at Ryan, silently begging him to let me take a crack at it.
And crack it I did. I measured the heck out of it, drew up the floorplan and presented furniture layouts based on their wants and needs. (I let my Art of Homemaking girls have a go at the furniture layout on paper too, just for a fun teaching opportunity.)
Not only did I get to imagine my way through layouts and conversation areas, I got an actual grown-up budget. And I got to order furniture. And accessories. And point and smile as the furniture was moved in.
I had a few weeks to do it, but I had a deelightful time turning this big, gorgeous empty room...
...into this little piece of design heaven:
Where my guy works...
...and no doubt thinks of me every time he sits on that gorgeous, real-leather sofa or puts his feet on the cool texture of the pebble rug. (not that he's ever barefoot at work. just imagining.)
No, I did not plan for Zac to be a part of the room's decor. But there he is, working hard.
Of course there are still things here and there that need to be finished. There's another desk on the other side of the room (for a programmer) that isn't pictured and the guys are figuring out exactly what kind of artwork they want to add above the fireplace (I vote big tv so we can eat dinner downtown then come here to watch a movie!).
My design muscles would like to officially thank UD+M for the excellent and satisfying workout. They feel great.