I was recently at a friend's house.This friend is very dear and has excellent taste, but I realized her house was not comfortable or relaxing. I slept there overnight (we were preparing for a garage sale the next morning), and while the bed was incredibly wonderful to sleep in, the rest of the home put me on edge. I recognized that her home was not a reflection of her personality. The warmth and caring she exhibits as a friend was strangely lacking in her environment; I could appreciate her taste but get no sense of who she was as a person.
I came home to look at my home with a different set of eyes.
image courtesy of House of Turquoise via Pinterest.