In my quest to feel more at home living with New Guy, I have to constantly remind myself... it was his house first... But more importantly, HE STILL LIVES HERE.
It seems like a strange thing to need to be reminded of... but for anyone about to live with another adult, it's some rock solid advice.
So here is the blank slate. I won't post pictures of the storage boxes that were literally stacked floor to ceiling... or the piles of random what nots that I can only assume have been this room since New Guy bought the house five years ago. I'm moving past that.
|White walls, old blinds, no furniture|
We started by painting the walls a kind of light slate gray. This was not our first choice, but rather a mixture of color mistakes that eventually lead to owning this color. I tried to make color choices that were enough change for me, without choosing a color that New Guy wouldn't like. Masculine, but pretty. It's a fine line. We replaced the old metal blinds with "wood" slat blinds in white and hung up a simple sheer. To brag on myself, those two purple clad degrees... mine! New Guy apparently has no idea where his is, which is fine. We wouldn't want to taint the new room with burnt orange.
|New blinds and a cameo by Koda the super dog.|
|Desk/wall unit from IKEA.|
|Wall to make New Guy feel like it is still his space.|
There is still some work to be done in this space. We will likely add more shelving and something that can double as seating and sleeping for future house guests. More to come as we get things completed!