Oct 29, 2010

OUR FIRST PROJECT - Think outside the boxes

Brad and I have been living out of suitcases and boxes since we have been married. And I have been living out of suitcases and boxes since graduating college really . . . . so we decided our first project was to get out of the box! We wanted to get our closet together so we could have some kind of normalcy in what will be months of redoing and chaos. So the closet it was. We decided to redo our closet, get our clothes in there, then get cracking on our  bedroom. (Notice the country chic wallpaper throughout the house! Ouch.)

So when we bought the house the closet was NOT a selling point. There is a TON of storage in our house but man the master bedroom closet was so unappealing, it felt wierd and cramped and small . . .and though I respect their creatively inspired choice of paint for the closet. The dark painful PINK was just not doing it. The two bars you see on the sides are racks for clothing, making dead space through the closet. . .. OK now, watch the magic!

FIRST step - bars down

Step two - of course - my favorite - WHITE PAINT. The closet feels seriously ten times bigger immediately.
Brad had the REALLY good idea of putting shelving on the sides instead of racks, we decided to put the rack in the middle a little lower.  So he has one side and I have the other.  Just the beginning of a life of His and Hers!

STAND BY FOR PICTURES OF THE NEW AND IMPROVED CLOSET. Lets just say, I am proud to hang my sequins collection in our WALK IN CLOSET.

Oct 27, 2010

A man and his tools.

Brads Birthday Present. Better than an iPhone.

Now if we could JUST get it to shoot nails. . . . .

(he did! a lot! right into the kitchen wall)

Oct 26, 2010

Welcome to the Shaffer's!


We signed the papers, he carried me over the threshold, we ripped out the carpet.

(And the wooden cat shelving, the wooden mirror, the wooden kleenex box, the wooden towel racks, the carpet, the carpet, the carpet. . . . )

Little House. Big Ideas.

How the house looked when we bought it. 




New Husband.
New Town.
New House.
Wait. . .Old House.


As we fall asleep for the first time in our honeymoon nest. . .our new house. .. feeling a bit loopier than usual, maybe its because of the intense chemical air floating through our  bedroom. . .Brad and I are talking about our day. "So Brad," I asked, "What have we learned today?'

He replied rather matter of factly, "Well . . . . don't spray paint in the house . . . "

Yea, at least not after 11pm maybe. . . .

"Don't change a light fixture when the electricity is still surging through the light. Ouch."

MEET THE SHAFFERS. This is going to be interesting. . . .

The black cross that just had to be a white cross in the middle of the night. And the reason for my very very strange dreams last night.