Master Bedroom

This room has had the least amount of work so far, except maybe the media room. I just finally settled on curtains after buying a lot of panels and then taking them back to the store. The color on the panels is a bluish grey, shocking I know. For some reason I have no inspiration in this room. The khaki color on the walls throws me off everytime. I would love to do a really large canvas on the wall behind the bed with the lyrics to our wedding song written out (Beatles, In My Life) like I have pinned on pinterest, but I can't write in cursive. Seriously it's really sad. My handwriting looks like a 2nd graders. I know everyone says that, but in this case, it's really true. Maybe one day I will get the nerve. This first picture is such a disaster. It was right when we first moved in, but my only "before" pic. And yes, that is a mirror sitting on the ground because I have no idea where to hang it. Such a disaster, the TV doesn't fit on the dresser, etc. This room is so brown, blah. All suggestions appreciated.

Finally got it together and painted one wall in the master. Love the black wall.  I added a couple canvases.  Still have a long way to go.

Getting it together

I was yet again, inspired by a pinterest post the other day to clean up my closet. I am actually pretty well organized but for some reason my closet is ALWAYS a disaster. My poor husband is kind of a neat freak and I am pretty sure the thing that drives him most up the wall...are my shoe boxes. 

These are my shoes on a good day...

Here are my shoes on a bad day...

 

So I went to Target and found a little shelf on clearance for $17 and now here is my closet!

I still have quite a few boxes with boots and heels but it looks so much better.  Your welcome husband.  And now I have to get rid of these, it's a sad day.  Apparently (according to my husband) it is not normal to keep your shoes in their shoe boxes.  I am making my husband put them in our recycling, because my OCD heart can't take it.

Farewell friends, you have served me so well, but it was time for a change. Just an FYI, if you looked in my mother and sisters closet you would see the same.  Which means I may not be as crazy as my husband thinks or my whole family is crazy.