Showing posts with label change. Show all posts
Showing posts with label change. Show all posts
Tuesday, 11 November 2014
Sunday, 7 November 2010
They Say ...
... a change is as good as a holiday! Whoever 'They' are?! Well, I'm not sure I entirely agree, but the rearranging of my bedroom this past week was a good change.
And I finally have an armchair in my bedroom, which I am sitting in as I type this!
We needed to get an armchair out of the family room to make room for some other things, and my room was the only place where it would fit. But that meant I had to almost totally rearrange the other furniture in my room to accommodate it.
I didn't mind all that much. I'd been thinking about rearranging things anyway, but I hadn't come up with a plan I really liked. Even after doing my plan on paper I wasn't convinced that it would work, but it had to be done. Plus I've wanted an armchair in my room for ages.
The first 3 photos are the 'before' shots.
To move the larger furniture, like the bed and desk, I had to move a lot of the smaller items out of the room completely, then move them back in again. 
As you can see, the bed and desk have switched sides of the room. I'm a little disappointed about losing some of the natural light at my desk, but I wasn't going to move the bookshelves. Some of them act as a bit of a sound barrier because the wall is shared by that small, but very necessary room - you know the one I mean!
And I finally have an armchair in my bedroom, which I am sitting in as I type this!
We needed to get an armchair out of the family room to make room for some other things, and my room was the only place where it would fit. But that meant I had to almost totally rearrange the other furniture in my room to accommodate it.
I didn't mind all that much. I'd been thinking about rearranging things anyway, but I hadn't come up with a plan I really liked. Even after doing my plan on paper I wasn't convinced that it would work, but it had to be done. Plus I've wanted an armchair in my room for ages.
The first 3 photos are the 'before' shots.
To move the larger furniture, like the bed and desk, I had to move a lot of the smaller items out of the room completely, then move them back in again.
Even though I'd put the plan down, I still changed it from the original idea. Not much, but I like the final outcome better. I still have some things to find new homes for, but all the major things are done now.
The next 3 photos are the 'after' shots. I tried to take them from the same position as the 'before' shots.
As you can see, the bed and desk have switched sides of the room. I'm a little disappointed about losing some of the natural light at my desk, but I wasn't going to move the bookshelves. Some of them act as a bit of a sound barrier because the wall is shared by that small, but very necessary room - you know the one I mean!
I'm going to try to get a cover for the arm chair. I'm not so keen on the fabric choice (it used to belong to my grandparents) and it is a little thread-bare in places.
Not bad for a few hours work.
Wednesday, 27 June 2007
Nothing Stays the Same
I was rather dramatically reminded of this when I recently visited the town of my birth.
Of the shops and businesses that I remember there were only about 4 in the same place as they were before. Most were gone, and others had moved. Road layouts had changed. The house where I lived for 12 years was nearly unrecognisable! All the large bushes and trees from the front were gone. The house had been painted a rather bright yellow, instead of the white or cream I remembered. The cyprus trees in the farm block nest door had all been removed, and where we once had a view of the hills to the front, there was a line of trees - none of which were there when we moved out 13 years ago.
Even the Baptist church we attended had changed. The big holly tree out the front was gone - not even the stup remained. It too, had been painted.
The only things that were the same was the public library, the train station, and a friend's house (although even their garden was a little different - tidier).
I think if I had been there, living through the changes it would not have been as much of a shock. But I saw all the changes in less than an hour. I knew it would have changed, but I didn't expect things to have changed as much as they had.
Whatever happened to the simple country life where things go relatively unchanged for generations?
It makes me think of a line in the hymn 'Abide With Me' by Henry F Lyte, which says "Change and decay in all around I see;O Thou who changest not, abide with me."
Of the shops and businesses that I remember there were only about 4 in the same place as they were before. Most were gone, and others had moved. Road layouts had changed. The house where I lived for 12 years was nearly unrecognisable! All the large bushes and trees from the front were gone. The house had been painted a rather bright yellow, instead of the white or cream I remembered. The cyprus trees in the farm block nest door had all been removed, and where we once had a view of the hills to the front, there was a line of trees - none of which were there when we moved out 13 years ago.
Even the Baptist church we attended had changed. The big holly tree out the front was gone - not even the stup remained. It too, had been painted.
The only things that were the same was the public library, the train station, and a friend's house (although even their garden was a little different - tidier).
I think if I had been there, living through the changes it would not have been as much of a shock. But I saw all the changes in less than an hour. I knew it would have changed, but I didn't expect things to have changed as much as they had.
Whatever happened to the simple country life where things go relatively unchanged for generations?
It makes me think of a line in the hymn 'Abide With Me' by Henry F Lyte, which says "Change and decay in all around I see;O Thou who changest not, abide with me."
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