Where have all the Browncoats gone? The first thing that popped into my mind when I saw the weekly challenge serenity was my DragonCon T-shirt.
But there’s more than one kind of serenity… so, back to ‘coming clean’. Here’s a peek at my guest bedroom, the one that used to function as a big closet. (sorry, no “before” photos from the big-closet days — this is a “during” so it’s sort-of cleaned out in these photos)
Yuck, right? I inherited this walnut bed and dresser from my maternal grandmother. I’ve had it since I was a child. I wanted it to have some color around it.
Here’s Sam painting the ceiling for me. Tall guys do ceilings. Short women do walls.
Bob used this room as a big closet. He archived his clothing here, including most of the suits and ties he’d ever worn, back (I think) to the 70s, plus the extra khakis he was saving for his retirement. Maybe it’s only natural that I felt like a traitor when I started giving them away. It felt like giving away my last connection to him, but however hard, eventually its the only sane choice. Admission: there may be a few things left in the closet… I must get to that now that I’ve remembered.
Once I finally parted with his clothes, I tended to use the room for storage too, just for different stuff. It’s been a useful space to sort out donations, accumulating them until I had a load to deliver.
Here it is after I finally finished painting and got it cleaned up and rearranged.
Total investment: 2 gallons of blue paint, 1 gallon of white paint, time (thank you Sam), and the two blue linen pillow cases that I put over the headboard to lighten it up. Oh wait — and a new white window-blind.
As for storage: the books-for-sale bookshelf is to the right, stock still dwindling.
What does this have to do with serenity? Well, I was hoping the blue walls would provide some.
How’d I do?
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