I’m calling it.
My room is done.
It only took me just over a year, but it is done!
Where it started:
The Final Result:
This has been one hell of a journey and an epically ambitious project, but I pulled it all off. I’ll say it until everyone is sick of hearing it, but I absolutely adore every single square inch of this space, imperfections and all.
I cannot believe it is finally done after all this time.
I still can’t believe that I did this myself. With what little experience I had before I started this project, I’m absolutely floored that I managed to accomplish it and in such a way that it doesn’t completely look like an amateur did it. Sure, there are all kinds of imperfections and little mistakes, but nothing huge or glaringly obvious.
I can also say, without reservation, NEVER again!
Small pieces that use some of my newfound knowledge and skills, sure. But a project this size? Oh, hell no!
Of course, I still have those connected side projects like building out my closet and refinishing the dresser, but my room is complete. I can finally unpack all the stuff from my desk that Hubby took over and do all the final move in and organizing that needs to be done. I can use the space in its entirety, as it was designed to be used.
And, I can focus on all kinds of other things that have been hanging out on my to do list for a year or so now. Many of them in my new room.
Now, where is that bottle of wine? I need to celebrate.