This is a story all about how my life got flipped, turned upside down.
Actually, it’s a story about a rug.
Bear with me.
Our house is a disaster zone right now. I know that’s something people often say when they have too many unwashed dishes or dirty laundry or whatever, but I really mean it. We’re continuing with our renovations now that I’m no longer perpetually nauseous from all the pregnancy hormones. Baby number four is due to arrive anywhere between three and six weeks from now. We’re told he’ll probably show up early due to some of the complications we’ve been dealing with this time around, so we’re scrambling to get ALL of the things done.
The fireplace and tile in our living room are being replaced, so everything’s in a half-ripped-up state right now. I had to pull the boys’ play table and most of their toys and basically everything entertaining out of here, leaving us with a couple loungers and a couch and a big dog bed. It’s super-boring for the kids and kind of insanity-inducing for me, since we usually spend tons of time in this room doing homework and hanging out on weekdays. On weekends we’re out-and-about, but those Monday through Friday evenings can quickly devolve into a slew of witching hours if I don’t have a safe and organized space to stash my kids.
I can’t move us all into the kitchen because it’s also under construction and unsafe for the climbing-everywhere 1-year-old. The playroom doesn’t have a good homework space with room for me to supervise. A daily park or library visit is out because I’m not physically able to pick up the little dude alone if he hurts himself or throws a giant tantrum. So I had to find a way to make the living room at least semi-functional for our purposes without dragging all the clutter back in since the demolition is an extensive and ongoing shuffle. We have to quickly and completely clear out whenever Nate has a break in his schedule to accomplish stuff in here (and with him being on-call a bunch lately, that’s sporadic and unpredictable).
Long story short, I was starting to pull my hair out when Wayfair happened to email and ask if they could send us a rug to feature as part of our ongoing renovations.
I picked out the biggest, fluffiest, most comfy rug I could find and eagerly tossed it over the ripped-up floor.
Voila, afterschool space redefined!
The boys took to their newfound play area like fish to water. You would have thought I threw two California King beds in here and told them they had free reign to hop back-and-forth like little monkeys. They rolled around, they lounged comfortably, they sprawled out together, they kicked back and talked about life. And when Nate needs to get in to accomplish renovation stuff, our cozy space easily rolls on up and out of the way where it waits to be unrolled again for more fun.
No toys. No elaborate, defined area. Just comfort. Sidekick told me it’s like a “big blanket of snow, just in time for Santa!” I started to explain that Christmas is almost three months away, then I thought better of it and left him alone to sing Jingle Bells at the top of his lungs.
If you’re looking to create a cozier space as summer fades into fall, I would absolutely recommend the Himalaya Area Rug that our family has fallen in love with. We’ve already had several friends visit and insist on getting the link so they could order one for themselves! If a flatter, more decorative look is your jam, the Home Dynamix collection from Wayfair also has a ton of patterned options to transform any room.
How do you find peace when your space is in transition?