We vacuum our apartment almost every single day.
On any given day there’s an army of minuscule squatters taking up residence on our floors. They take the form of shriveled tofu, dried into shockingly hard little crumbs, playground sand, smashed blueberries, runaway peas, and far-flung desiccated spaghetti. The catalog of daily detritus is staggering and growing.
On the morning of the day that I took these photographs, James had vacuumed with Faye frantically chasing behind, hobbling after the canister on all fours while periodically letting out a half-delighted, half-exasperated squeal. In the ten minutes that intervened between the vacuum getting put away and all of us leaving the house, the floor needed to be vacuumed again. This is life in the big city with a one-year-old. Surely it will only get worse.
When we first moved into this apartment last March, we bought our first real rug. Partly because we finally had the space for one and partly because we thought we wanted to cozy up our place to welcome our baby-to-come. And the rug was definitely cozy. In fact, I’m really grateful that it was here while I labored and while we sprawled ourselves on it for the first few months of Faye’s life.
Decorators will say that a rug brings a room together, but in our case I felt like it was pulling it apart. Coziness aside, our rug never really felt right. It was too modern for the space, maybe. Or too white? Too loopy? Maybe the problem is really just me and my general tendency toward design indecision and my overwhelming urge to keep the floor clear of clutter and bits of hidden food particles. Whatever the case, we decided to sell our rug. Back in the fall we put up an ad on Craigslist and sold the rug to a neighborly fellow with a house upstate with bare floors aplenty.
I’m not in any rush to recover the floors, but if I did add something, I think I would go for a rug that felt a little less like a carpet. In the meantime, I’m doing my usual mulling things over in this spot.
A few things on my radar:
This Antigua Blue Rug by Caroline Z Hurley found via The Primary Essentials.
This Blue Arrows Dhurrie from Bohem (formerly Gypsya).
This Woven Rug from Joinery.
The occasional vintage gems added to two my favorite shops: Little Byrd Vintage and Ethan Ollie.
For the curious:
Our vacuum. (The very best vacuum there is.)
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