I really liked my living room, but after staring at pictures of other folks' living rooms, I liked mine less.
A lot less.
Instead of saying "Welcome to our empty nest where we drink beverages and do creative stuff," it said "Any minute now, you'll get a whiff of 'old people smell.'"
This summer, several of us were involved in a challenge to stretch ourselves (both figuratively AND literally, in my case--those eleven foot ceilings are waaaay up there) creatively. My challenges were many: not spend any "new" money--more about that in another post, paint those really high walls on a really high ladder, paint a checkerboard floor, and try reupholstery. In addition, the room needed to look "freshy," as opposed to moldy.
My living room was getting a makeover.
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