The boy room in our house is large. Huge, but subterranean. Because it’s so basement, it gets the least amount of attention around here. It’s pretty much the furthest reach of the house, and I don’t like basements, so I avoid downstairs. Which is pretty much one of the biggest reasons why Hoty took over laundry around here. Because the laundry room is in the basement, under the stairs. And because I hate doing laundry.
Anyway, the boy room is finally getting some verymuchlongoverdue attention. Here are the horrid, blurry, dark before pictures. Designed such to make the after pictures to look even better. Of course.
The door into the room, complete with unfinished drywall and wall stickers that needed somewhere to go when the boys moved out of their tiny upstairs room.
To the right of the door, an old broken fireplace, complete with one of the old paint colours. When we moved in, this room was painted in at least 5 different bright colours. Think crayola blue, red, yellow, brown, etc. It was awful. And a pain in the arse to paint over. On the floor, are all of B. man’s clothes in bins.
B. man’s bed. Nuff said.
World’s scuzziest fish tank on MY BUTCHER BLOCK that I want back! In the kitchen! Where it belongs. And the world tiniest closet.
Loft bed with excess mess and stuff. Including the back of old baby poo coloured tweed chair.
More of the same loft bed, mess and stuff. Also dresser that needs to move upstairs to guest room.
And the one source of natural light, complete with ancient Ikea curtains that are probably 14 years old. G.man has asked for new curtains these ones are so bad. And this pic also highlights the ledge that this room sports.
Stay tuned for the after pics…