For my many bloggy friends who have moved recently, you're well aware of the burgeoning paperwork and moments of thinking "The house isn't really ours...until the fat lady sings." And I don't mean me! (Still running that treadmill in hopes of being ready for that wedding in June!)
When I have a few minutes, I allow myself to daydream about painting our youngest daughter's bedroom (mocha walls with pink curtains and white accents) I have it all planned out in my head and have been inspired by the design blogs and the pretty combination of pink and brown.
Still wondering if I want to build a padded headboard for her, or scour the second-hand shops for some
Husband didn't like it when I mentioned painting the woodwork white, but come on, just give me this room pleeeeese! I'm going all let's-cut-crown-molding-and-paint-and-build-with-wood-and-stuff on him! I might be scaring him, but a girl can dream, right?
Our daughters are so excited to have their own rooms and leave what they currently have:
|Hey! Who did all this?!?|