Over the weekend, we switched rooms. The children are now in the former pale green workroom. I am in the former pink and yellow nursery as I type, in a room of my very own. It's going to be lovely when it's all done, but in the meantime, oh man, I hate the moving chaos and the way it spreads to all corners of the house. I even skipped Sunday school to whisk around at it.
This move involved drywalling and its attendant dust. Then we pushed all the furniture to the middle of the rooms and painted them with the help, in various forms, of both our families.
There were numerous trips to Home Depot and even a midnight trip to Walmart.
That's Benjamin Moore's Eccentric Lime in the children's room.
My room is plain, pure white. With a paper lantern and bamboo shades. It's so absolutely lovely to not share this space with anyone. Don't worry - I'll share it with you via photos. Soon.
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