Chez moi in April...

When it comes to change, things seem to move at snail's pace chez moi nowadays. It could mean that I'm just comfortable with how things are. It could also mean that I'm simply at the end of how much can be done with a rental property. I would of course love to be able to change more and post regular and exciting updates, but unless I'm prepared to put any torn-down walls back up when moving out (and leave absolutely traces), my options are pretty much exhausted. Considering that I have a very clear idea about how I like my home to look and what I do and don't like, this is not ideal by any stretch. And yet, it feels like home. You see, despite being unable to ignore all the major faults this place has (and there are many) and feeling frustrated about the fact that I can't do anything about them, we have managed to make it ours and learned to live with what we have. 

Chez moi in April

I'm sure it's a good thing to be able to see past - or at the least accept - the things I can't change. If I couldn't, all the faults would drive me nuts on a daily basis and this is quite frankly not something I need on top of all the other things that are seemingly or obviously out of my control. And there are a lot of things that feel like they're out of my hands at the moment. Things that aren't going into the direction I had envisaged or aren't quite working out like planned. Some things that are unexpected and great, some less so and therefore hugely frustrating and somewhat unsettling. Anyway, that's beside the point for this post. These are some April images for my "chez moi" mini series. Snapped on a sunny day. Some of my important places, well, important in the sense that I spend a lot of time there or I particularly like them. The cosy corner to cuddle up and relax, my desk where I spend many hours working and the little vintage table I found a couple of months ago and which now serves as my dressing table and occasionally as a table for food shots. With, er, my shoes underneath, utilising every bit of space. It might not be magazine perfect, but it's home and I've learned to accept it with all its faults. Especially on a sunny spring morning.  

Chez moi in April
Chez moi in April
Chez moi in April
Chez moi in April
Chez moi in April
Chez moi in April
Chez moi in April

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