I thought I was hopeless at interior design. Picking a paint color for my daughter’s room gave me the creative spark I needed.

When I was expecting my first baby, I spent untold hours trying to decorate her nursery.

Every time I sat down at the computer to pick out furniture and decor, I’d start strong: I’d find a crib I liked, then try to match it to a wallpaper that seemed to have the same “vibe.” It would always spiral from there.

Maybe I couldn’t find a bookshelf that exactly matched the crib, so I’d scroll through hundreds of shelves searching for one that popped out. Usually, none did. So I’d consider floating shelves instead. Not knowing which wood finish to pick, I’d switch gears and look at lamps. But what kind of lamp would be best? It went on and on.

I always…