You know the feeling. You enter a room in your home and think something feels off.

Furniture is nice. Colors are fine. Accessories are well placed. You’ve fluffed the pillows within an inch of their lives, and maybe even wandered through HomeGoods hoping the answer would jump into your cart.

Yet the room still isn’t working.

When this happens, it’s helpful to put away your credit card. Often the solution isn’t to buy your way to a better place. I strongly recommend figuring out what’s causing that “something’s off” feeling in the first place. This blog provides a checklist for you to do exactly that.

Certain things I simply cannot leave behind at Goodwill. Apparently, a giant solid-wood tray with a scratched-up finish and space-age chrome handles is one of them.

But in my defense…it was $10.

And underneath that tired finish was a 24" × 24" solid-wood tray. This thing was substantial. If you've ever shopped for an oversized solid-wood tray, you already know they don't usually come with a ten-dollar price tag. The tray itself was in good shape. It just needed someone to look past the scratches, the marred finish, and those handles that appeared ready to launch into orbit. Naturally, it came home with me. Leaving a two-foot-square solid-wood tray at Goodwill for ten bucks would have required a level of self-control I simply do not possess.

And then…

It sat in my workshop for four months.

It started with a vase. My best friend Amy made the innocent mistake of moving one from her mantel.

Now, you might think moving a vase is a fairly straightforward activity. You pick it up. You carry it somewhere else. You put it down. Clearly, you are not a serial arranger. Because a moved vase creates a spot on the mantel where the vase used to be. That spot could not possibly remain empty. Action is required.

You dutifully find something to fill the void. Except the something came from somewhere. Now that spot is empty. You see the dilemma, right?

Sometimes I bring home a thrift-store find because I know exactly what I'm going to do with it. And sometimes I bring something home because it's $10, has good bones, and apparently, I have absolutely no ability to walk away from that combination. This oversized collage frame fell squarely into category number two. Read on to see what I actually came up with in this fun DIY/Craft Project!

Sometimes the Best Ideas Aren’t the Ones You Start With

I wasn’t looking for botanical artwork project that day. I was simply doing what I usually do when I walk into a thrift store—looking for possibilities.

Tucked among the shelves were two square shadowbox-style frames. Though they were solid and came with mats and backing, their faux cherry finish had seen better days. However, they had potential (code for “This is probably going to take a lot longer than I’m telling Freddy.”)

Some projects begin with a detailed plan. Others begin with a thrift store find and a little curiosity.

Sometimes it takes another person to point out a pattern that's been right in front of you all along. The other day someone asked me one of the strangest decorating questions I've ever heard. “Did you intentionally choose dogs that match your décor?” My immediate response was, “Of course not!” I mean...who does that?  Then I started thinking about it.

Uh oh.

"Do you want this?"

That was the text I received one afternoon from my daughter, along with a picture of a dark faux wood laminate credenza she no longer wanted. I looked at the photo for about one second before texting back, "Yes!"

When we first moved into our house nearly nine years ago, the kitchen was the room that constantly  reminded us just how much work the house needed. The appliances were original. Some barely worked, others worked inconsistently, and a few simply needed to go. Replacing them wasn’t about creating a dream kitchen yet. It was about function. About making the space usable for everyday life.

At some point in a long home journey, the small decisions, patient improvements, and thoughtful investments start building on top of one another in ways you can finally see and feel. Not overnight, and certainly not because life suddenly turns into a perfectly edited renovation show. But one completed project creates momentum for the next. Savings, patience, skillsets, and timing slowly begin aligning in ways they simply couldn’t during the earlier years of homeownership.

At an important point in our home journey, we learned that trying tackle everything at once was a quick way to create stress, overspend, and lose sight of why we were improving the house in the first place. There’s always another project waiting, and the wish list never fully disappears.

Realizing we couldn’t do everything all at once—financially, emotionally, or physically—we developed a habit that became incredibly important for us: yearly reset conversations. Nothing fancy. No complicated spreadsheets, just intentional conversations about what mattered most, what could realistically wait, what we could afford, and what season of life we were actually in.

Like many homeowners trying to stretch a budget, we learned quickly that sweat equity could go a long way. We had tackled painting projects, refinished floors, sanded trim, and taken on countless smaller improvements in our home. And while it’s always deeply satisfying look at a project you completed with your own two hands, we also learned that not every project should become DIY. The challenge is how to make those tough choices.

When you walk through the front door of my house, your eyes don’t stop in the entryway. They travel straight through the living space to the backyard and pool. The first time we walked in, I didn’t need to ask my husband what he thought. I could see it on his face. He was sold.

The yard. The neighborhood. The way the house sat on the lot. It all felt right before we’d evaluated a single mechanical system — which, in hindsight, might have been slightly optimistic. After all, we weren’t looking for a full-scale renovation. We wanted something smaller. Mostly updated. Maybe needing fresh paint and a few simple changes. Instead, we purchased a larger home that needed almost everything. Plans are meant to be changed, right?