Let's face it: we all like change. Or at least I do. I change the length of my hair or the color of a bedroom—no big deal. Change, after all, is a constant in the worlds of interior design and fashion, and most of us like to experiment with the latest and greatest to see what works for us. Yet there are certain areas of our lives that seem immutable. I recently made a very big change at our house and, despite what I have just preached from my soapbox, I was nervous. Careful readers of this column will remember that I live in an 1860s farmhouse. I loved it the first time I saw it. Yes, it was small, but there were only two of us. Sure, I thought, we'll probably have a child, but we can live here, right? And if it doesn't work...well, we can always move.
That was in 1989 and, just this month, we completed one of the biggest changes to our lives: an expansion of our house. We wrestled with the big question: stay or go? So we looked—kind of. Nothing seemed right. (Too big, too far from the train, too impersonal, too expected.) More and more it seemed like staying and improving what we had was the obvious choice. After many stops and starts, we have a beautiful new entrance and foyer with a powder room, a new living room and a new master bedroom-bathroom suite. To make it even more interesting, we decided to use a modular addition to a very old house. And that got me thinking: Change can be exciting and it can be terrifying—but it can also be a way back to where you started. I guess the French were right: La plus ça change.... For me, a house can be measured in many ways (square feet, yards of fabric, rolls of wallpaper), but a home can only be a measure of you.
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