I have such an enormous list of little projects I want to work on, but simply don’t have the time for. The room in my parents’ house was one of those and I wasn’t looking forward to it at all: before I moved to Amsterdam I raided my room, threw all the beautiful and decorative items in some boxes and left nothing but a big heap of trash and enough dust to fill up your lungs with. Every time I visited my parents this annoyed me: I had so much stuff I kind of needed but didn’t want to throw away, and I told myself to ‘just do it’ many times, but I never just did it. When I visited my parents last week they were acting a bit mysteriously, and when I climbed up the stairs I figured out why - they had cleaned out my whole room, moved my very unpractical closet onto the attic, thrown out my old and broken desk and replaced it with a beautiful wooden table. I was super surprised and startled but immediately enthusiastic - it was so beautiful, so calm, and so very Sjoukje. My mother even thought of putting a few roses in a vase, next to some new cosy candles. All of these wonderful things combined made me feel more at home in my own room than I had in months.
It’s so important to feel at home in the room where you sleep. Because I am in my student room more often than in the room at my parents’ house I didn’t see this as a big priority, while I usually really am a person who likes to cosy rooms up. I noticed that I really love having some space for myself again, especially when I want to study and work on my blog and just need some peace and quiet. Being able to cross this project off of my to-do list makes me feel so relieved, and it’s so beautiful that this has been done for me. <3