Friday, November 9, 2012

Nursery Porn, Part II

In Part I, we left the nursery with the floor finally finished. Now it was time to tackle the walls.

First, the DDH painted the bottom three feet or so brown:


Then, the top part of the wall and the ceiling got a coat of light blue paint:

We removed the blades from the ceiling fan to make it easier
to paint the ceiling.


And another:


And finally the bones of the room were done and I could start moving in the cute baby things.

Like clothes in the closet:


We removed the doors from the closet when refinishing the floor and painting, but I convinced the DDH to leave them off. If you've ever had one of those tiny sliding-door closets, you know they're a huge pain when you're trying to find something.

You slide the door all the way to the left and scrabble around on the right side. Then you need to get something on the left side and have to slide the doors the other way. Then you need something in the middle and you can never quite see where it is. And between the doors and your own shadow, the interior of the closet is always dark--they never have lights on the inside (admittedly, where would a light go?).

This drove me crazy with the master closet upstairs, so I had the DDH remove the drawers, stuck in a tension rod (like for a shower curtain) and hung some curtains that I had inherited from an old college friend. The curtains can be shoved all the way to one side or the other (or the middle) so I can see and access the space more easily.

Since the nursery is really small, removing the doors to the closet also help to open the space a bit and make it seem bigger. For now it's curtainless, but I'm on the lookout for a nice one to hang up, since I'm sure the closet will not forever remain as neatly organized as it is now. ^_~

Then, my parents came into town for the wedding shower and brought the crib they bought us. It is, seriously, the only new piece of furniture in the entire house. Even our computers were bought used, okay? Oh wait, our nice computer desk chairs were both bought new. Other than that, every single piece of furniture in our house is inherited or thrifted--all of the beds (and there are four), all the dressers, all the couches and tables and chairs and desks.

But not the crib. And it's a beautiful one, isn't it?




Dad and the DDH set up the crib and I filled it with all the matching bedding stuff my MIL bought us. It was adorable.

Come see the grand finale in Part III!

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