Starting at the door to the rest of the house (this room is the newest, added in, we think, 1987, and it's on the north end).
Turning clockwise, this is The EGE's part of the room, above, with his laptop and iPad and chargers and stuff. He has a man cave of his own, but this is a much more relaxing place to be.
The west-facing window, with his part on the left and mine on the right.
My stuff, above.
Behind my iMac, where the bulletin board used to be. I thought it would always be there, but what I discovered is that most of the stuff on it wasn't necessary, and I didn't love it. There was some of what I think of as "ego stuff," things that people had said or printed or whatever, and that had to go. There were bits and pieces of all kinds of stuff, and this is what's left of that:
I'm still figuring out where to put this stuff. That blue thing on the left is kind of depressing but not so much as it was when I ordered it: it's a key holder to make it easier to lock and unlock the front door, which is getting to be really painful. It's arthritis approved or something, and theoretically it was perfect. In real life, though, it sucked: the rod that holds the keys is too big to fit actual keys, so I'm going to have to go have new keys made that will fit this contraption. Plus it holds only two keys. I thought it would hold 3.
Then there are some bits of inspirational stuff, sketches and a print-out of my favorite Alabama Chanin creation, that fabulous blue jacket. My woven cuffs, some printed-out fonts (for use in printing text on fabric to embroider: I find it easier to print letters I'm copying than to write; something about slowing down and loosening the grip on the pen, I think). In the upper right corner of that photo is a stack of projects: shorts to be mended, overalls to be made into a jumper. I'm really proud of myself for weeding out and focusing so there're not huge piles of possible projects everywhere but, instead, just a few specific ones that really interest me.
I thought I had a ton of information on that bulletin board, things like a shortcuts for ¨ and ˆ and stuff, time zones (necessary for scheduling interviews, since Mountain Time and where the line is between Eastern and Central are always confusing to me), stuff like that. Turns out all of that stuff easily fit into a folder, which I very helpfully labelled:
because, you know, adding "and shit" to anything makes it Sound All Gangster, which of course is ever so much better than having a folder labelled "Necessary Information," right?
I planned to hang a big mirror on this newly-emptied wall, and I went out and bought one that's just the right size. But then I realized that I really love having this big expanse of pure color behind my screen and didn't want to cover it up. The mirror works great in the bedroom, which is very dark, so for now I'm leaving this wall blank (gulp. Now *that's* something I never thought I'd have: a blank wall. Whoa.)
OK, moving around the room, facing north, still the same color and same time, believe it or not (this is why I love this paint color: it changes all day long). The rugs and towels and pillows along the arms and back of the overstuffed chair in front of the window are, of course, the cats' stuff. Of course.
There's one remaining pile of white stuff on the end of the day bed, below: I forgot to order hot pink dye and so haven't dyed this stuff yet; it includes a bunch of underwear and socks for The EGE.
The alcove for the washer and dryer. I've shown this part recently.
So, once again, this room as it was, long ago:
same view as it was recently:
and now:
I think I'm done with this part, at least for a while. I love it, we're happy here, it gets used by all of us all day long. If I had a ton of money and a contractor, I'd love to have floor-to-ceiling windows on all three exterior walls, but that's not happening, so this is the next best thing.
Again: if I can go from this:
to this:
imagine what you can do! XO
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