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An End in Sight?

It's interesting how things work out...

So for the last three weeks or so, Ian and I have either SHARED the twin size bed, or shared the sectional in the basement.  Meanwhile, our master bedroom and bathroom has been under construction.  Well, with some hard work, I was able to finish the bedroom so we could move back into our bedroom.

I looked forward to sleeping in our queen size bed...however, I had my WORST night of sleep last night.  Really?  I mean, common, we shared a twin size bed and I got better sleep then!  I watched nearly every hour pass by last night as I tossed and turned.  I am thinking it might be time that I join the bandwagon and get myself a snoogle.

Anyways, I am fairly proud of my accomplishments in painting so my thought was that I would share some pictures....

This is before:  I actually really loved the red when we first painted it, but after two years--I needed a change..something brighter and cheery!




Here is the bedroom in the new color.  I was going for a gray color "silver charm"; however, it ended up turning out way more blue then I had hoped. Overall, I am happy with the turn out.  It is much brighter, and makes the room look way bigger.


 Here are some pictures of the master bathroom, which is still in progress.....wahoo.
New vanity...


Ian....hard at work, trying to figure out how to be a plumber. 


Well, as I look outside I am noticing that the snow is melting which leads me to believe that it is actually above freezing outside, so I think I will go be a good wife and clean out my husband's truck while he works on the bathroom some more...Until next time, I hope everyone has a fantastic weekend and gets a chance to enjoy the warmer weather outside.  

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