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Living Spaces: a Reality Check

April 24, 2012 at 8:17 am by Claudia

I was chatting the other day with an aerialist/dancer who is performing in The Tempest. He and his beloved bought an apartment in NYC last year and paid over $300,000 for a one bedroom space in Manhattan. That’s actually a really good deal. What is considered a large or small amount of space is relative depending on where you live. We both remarked on what you can get for the same amount of money in other parts of the country. That $300,000 would buy a huge house elsewhere. And then we laughed about all those young people (where do they come from?) on House Hunters who insist on a granite countertops or stainless steel appliances or who frown and say that a walk-in closet is “just too small.” What planet do they live on? (And why do they feel so entitled? That’s a whole other conversation.)

I saw some beautiful kitchens featured on a blog recently. They were lovely, but they were all huge, with lots of cupboards, drawers, a pantry, new appliances, beautiful range hoods, massive kitchen islands. I often see large, spacious beautifully decorated living rooms as I travel throughout blogland. I see big entrances, large foyers, big family rooms, huge master bedrooms with baths and seating areas and fireplaces. It’s all too easy to believe that must be the way most people live. At least most people in our blogging world or on HGTV.

That is not my reality.

This, my cottage that I love so dearly, is my reality. When I shoot it from this angle it looks bigger than it is. But a lot of what you see is porch. In truth, we have a small living room, a den, a kitchen, and two small bedrooms upstairs, one full bath downstairs, one tiny half bath upstairs. And a hallway that has been turned into my workspace. My husband and I share a small closet. And let me tell you right now, it is not a walk-in closet. It’s not even a moderately wide closet. All of our clothes are jammed into a space that in reality is not large enough for one person.

I’ve written quite a bit about living in a small space, in the Small House Series and in my most popular post ever: My Rules for Living Comfortably in a Small Space. Would I like more room? Yes. But not a lot more. My wishes are modest. Truth be told, if we stayed here and never built an addition (a dream of ours) we’d be just fine.

I have to believe that most of us are living in more modest dwellings. Certainly, all the comments we got during the Small House series seemed to attest to that. Most of us cope with cupboards that don’t always shut tightly, closets that are too small, lack of storage space, tiny bedrooms, and a whole host of other challenges. We don’t, especially in these tough economic times, have the budget to redo our kitchens or buy new appliances that all match or get our furniture reupholstered. We live in a less-than-perfect space and we are just fine.

Why am I writing this? Because I think it’s always a good thing to have a reality check. And because seeing all these pretty pictures in blogland of big, beautiful spaces and homes might make one think that most people live this way. And watching House Hunters might make one believe that having anything less than a huge walk-in closet and stainless steel appliances is simply not done.

Not hardly. Don’t believe it for a second.

Have a great Tuesday.

Filed Under: decorating, houses, life 52 Comments

I Get Overwhelmed

April 17, 2012 at 7:40 am by Claudia

I get overwhelmed sometimes.

I get overwhelmed by the amount of things to be done around here. This is intensified by the fact that I am only home for 48 hours.

I get overwhelmed by the feelings that come when facing the sad, yet inevitable fact that my parents are fading quickly.

I get overwhelmed by all the things we need (and none of them are frivolous) and the fact that we, like so many others, are struggling financially.

I get overwhelmed by lack of sleep. Oh, for a good night’s sleep. And a better mattress. See above.

I get overwhelmed by the sadness and pain and loss so many are suffering. And by a climate in our country which seems to be void of compassion.

I get overwhelmed by blogging. Posting every day can be challenging. Is my content interesting enough? My stats (which I try not to pay too much attention to) are down. Commenting is down. But, in all honesty, I have been sadly lacking in commenting skills of late. You reap what you sow.

I get overwhelmed by competition in the blogging world and the pressure to post fresh content. Who has the neatest project? Who has the most followers? Who has been published? How many times have they been published? Who takes the prettiest pictures? When that happens, I need to pull away for a while.

I get overwhelmed by photos that are staged and pretty vignettes at every turn. They look beautiful, absolutely, and I have staged my fair share of photos. But I look around my house, which I love, and think: I simply cannot stage another vignette, nor do I have the space for one. My current vignettes: clutter on the kitchen table, two dogs on the carpet in the den, stuff everywhere that I don’t have time to deal with before I leave for Hartford this morning. I know everyone loves pretty pictures but I’m craving ‘real’ these days. I’m rather tired of everything else.

I get overwhelmed by the need to balance being with my family and working in a profession where work, when it finally comes, often takes me away from them.

I get overwhelmed by fear. On a big and small level. Let’s face it. Fear is fear and when it takes over, it’s hard to get it under control. But controlled it must be, because any decision based on fear is a bad one.

I get overwhelmed. But I know that my reactions to everything I’ve just mentioned are totally up to me. This is how I feel now. But a change in perspective, in attitude, can turn it all around. And there is so much I am thankful for.

Just felt the need to share what I’ve been feeling lately. I strive for honesty in life and in this blog.

Thanks for listening. I’m off to Hartford.

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Does Your Mirror Play Tricks on You?

April 12, 2012 at 7:32 am by Claudia

Do you have a mirror problem? I do.

Let me explain.The mirror in our bathroom at home is a very nice mirror. I put my makeup on using that mirror. I gauge how I look on any given day, at any given hour, with that mirror. Before leaving the house, I will give a last look at my fully made up self in that mirror. Often, I will be thinking, “Not so bad, Claudia. You’re pulling it off!”

Then I will go out in public, catch a glimpse of myself in a window or see myself in another mirror, somewhere, and I will look nothing like I looked in my bathroom mirror. I look older, paler, and where the heck is my make-up?

I’d chalk it up to our mirror but the same thing is happening here. I blow dry my hair, do my make-up,  put on my lipstick and leave the hotel. I get to the rehearsal space and catch a glimpse of myself in a random mirror somewhere in the building and I go into shock.

Is it a cruel joke? Is every bathroom mirror a sort of funhouse mirror, but a funhouse mirror that makes you look your best? Perhaps they are engineered that way in order to give us the guts to even entertain the idea of leaving the house?

If only I could always be seen by others as I see myself in that mirror. A slightly softer focus, a golden light….almost like those shots of Doris Day in her later movies and on her television series, where there was clearly a filter of some kind on the camera.

Does this sort of thing happen to you, my friends? Do your mirrors act as true reflections or do they play little tricks on you?

Tell me I’m not the only one.

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