Thursday, March 09, 2017

My Reading Nook

House goals as a 10-year-old: 

- A reading nook
- ...in a library (not a little library; I mean one with a ladder and several floors)
- Secret passageways and rooms
- A turret
- A slide somewhere
- An elevator
- A windy staircase
- Skeleton keys for all the door locks
- Secret passageways that anyone who knows about the other secret passageways doesn't know about
- trampoline floors
- swimming pool right off (pretty much inside) the bedroom (so I could jump out of bed into the pool)

House goals as a 29-year-old:

- Like, the same, but now I have common sense and know I can't have almost any of those things. Except the reading nook and a massively scaled-back library.

All this to say: I finally got my reading nook. *Jazz hands*

Here's a picture of what our living room looked like about three years ago (come to think of it, I took this picture the day Sully was born). Since that time, most of this stuff has been sold on Varage Sale.


We hit up Ikea for cheap book and CD cases, and Barclay made a fake wall so they would appear to be built in (does that count as a secret room? There's space back there enough for, like, five people). I got that green bench for cheap from the Sears outlet store (it opens up; we keep Sully's toys in there) and the window mirrors off Varage. The twinkle lights are bright enough to read by at night. 

Voila: the reading nook of my 10-year-old dreams, surrounded by the library of my 29-year-old dreams (all of my CDs fit too!), arranged by genre, but not by the Dewey Decimal System. I've already logged many hours of reading time in there. It's cozy. It looks tiny, but it's not—Barclay and I can both fit in there comfortably.


This is my thrilled face (I'm smiling, I promise).

21 comments:

  1. THIS IS THE BOOK NOOK OF MY 30-YEAR-OLD DREAMS!!!! House goals, indeed!

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  2. Well maybe come sit in it then....we're really overdue for a visit!

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  3. That is blowing my mind. I love it so, so much. Those aren't regular Christmas lights are they? Where did you get them? I'm so envious.

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    1. Aw, thank you! These are the lights (I love them so much and they're on sale right now...) https://www.chapters.indigo.ca/en-ca/house-and-home/gifts/silver-string-led-60-light/037916386256-item.html?ikwid=lights&ikwsec=HouseAndHome&ikwidx=0

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  4. Turrets and windy staircases and secret rooms are totally plausible in Scotland and still a legitimate dream of mine. In fact, I actually had a friend at school who lived in a house with a turret with a windy staircase in it! I love your reading nook / library, and your secret room absolutely counts.

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    1. Sigh...Living in Scotland is another one of my 29-year-old house goals...
      Siiiiiiiighhhhhh

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    2. (And thank you for validating my secret room.)

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  5. I just can't stop staring. It's so perfect.

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  6. Wow!! You guys did a fantastic job!!! I LOVE built-in bookcases, even "fake" ones, they're my absolute favourite. My 10 year old and 37 year old house dream? A window seat. Always a window seat.

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    1. Oh yes--I'd love a window seat. Maybe someday Barclay can punch a hole in this wall and this will become a window seat?

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  7. Ooh, I am SO JEALOUS! Currently eyeing all walls in our flat in the hopes one of them would be suitable (they would not). Happy reading!

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    1. There has to be a way!! Where there's a will...?

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  8. Ahh, this is so cute! My reading book is the bath!

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    1. My bathroom has a shower, but no tub, or I'd also read in the bathtub...
      Sigh. Someday....

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  9. I've been reading here for a long time and this is the first time I've commented (You almost got me when Sully became a debit card thief). Your reading nook is magical. It's the Secret Garden of reading nooks.

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