I was doing some spring cleaning and I decided to finally move the armchair down into the basement. I had to take the legs (and the basement door) off and I *might* have dinged the paint a bit coming down.
I think the room needs a pop of color, don’t you? I decided to move my red tables into the basement. They were from my reveal:
And then they got moved to the laundry room. Even laundry rooms need color. And a lot of junk, apparently.
My coworker has a Murphy bed she no longer needs. I’m going to put it on the wall where the yellow table currently resides. Then when I have house guests they can fold down the bed and have their own suite down here.
I was so excited about starting to get this going that I dragged my roommate down to see it. And I saw another centipede. And I screamed. And I squeezed the car keys in my hands and set off my car alarm. And then the dog went nuts.
We’re VERY excited about the basement over here.
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