A few months ago, we started a little project I like to call
Clearing the Landfill.
During the remodel that followed the fire, I got used to saying,
"Just take that up to our room" when something was in the way.
Before we knew it, our room was officially storage, and we had anything but
a restful, romantic retreat.
I couldn't find shoes.
Some days, we couldn't find the bed.
We painted cast off things to coordinate.
We found perfect accessories to soften things.
We wondered aloud...what to do with THIS.
We put together new storage...
...and sorted through things that didn't fit our lives or us.
There was a lot of hot gluing.
An awful lot of painting.
Did all of this pay off?
Man, I really hope so.
Is the most pathetic Before pic ever or WHAT?
Monday, let's see where we got with this, shall we?
Either that, or someone come dig me out of the rubble.