We installed a ballet bar and mirror in Girl 1’s room last weekend.
We did it on a whim. I saw the idea on Pinterest, and the very next day I found the perfect mirror at a thrift store.
My daughter was thrilled. I was not so. The paint on the bar was uneven. The mirror frame could have used a touch up. We used blocks of wood to hold the mirror in place, and we didn’t bother sanding and painting them. We’re more get-‘er-done types, not so much get-‘er-perfect types.
I was bummed.
Why can’t I get things to look nice?
And then my brother visited and took a few snapshots.
Maybe I need to focus less on how I think things look. And more on how I see them.