My Deep Dark Secret...Room

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When people walk in to my home, the first thing they see is my beautiful suitcase wall.

Next they might notice our lovely built-in desk, against a wall of maps:

Or they might notice the antique buffet in the next room, perhaps all decked out for fall:

“Oh, you’re so clever!”  they might say.

Or maybe, “What fun!  Your house is so pretty!”

Or sometimes even, “I wish you would come decorate my house!”

I smile modestly and thank them, shuffle my feet and look away…

…because I know the deep dark secret that lingers in my basement…

We call it THE FAMILY ROOM!!

dun-dun-DUNNH!! (cue creepy music)

Yes, this is the place where Legos go to die…

Where the PLAID COUCHES hide in shame…

Seriously, what was I thinking?? Plaid couches?  If anyone succeeds in building a time machine, please go back in time 10 years, find me at R.C. Willey, and SLAP ME!!

Where $16 roller blinds sort-of cover the windows, and they only went up this summer after 9 years of living in the house so company could have some privacy…

The IKEA bookshelf is the same color as the brown recliner (naturally my husband’s favorite chair).  Sometimes I kid myself into thinking “it’s camouflaged!” in hopes that it will magically disappear from sight and I won’t have to look at it anymore…

Pictures rest against the wall because let’s face it…what’s the point of trying to dress up these ugly walls?  I think they’re the color of anemic cornbread.  Or maybe two-week-old tapioca pudding.  Or maybe egg-salad-that-has-been-left-on-the-kitchen-counter-for-three days.  (I think I still have a gallon of paint left over if anyone’s interested…anyone?  anyone??  Bueller?)

The big wicker box next to the TV holds the dress-up clothes, but it seems to spontaneously regurgitate them on a daily basis (see the blue satin cape??)

And oh, look!  More IKEA-brown furniture!

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So there you have it.  My dirty little secret.  I have spent time/effort/money on MOST of the rest of the house, but the family room keeps getting lost in the shuffle.  Honestly?  I hardly ever go down there; it depresses me that much.

What to do….what to do…

Oh, I KNOW!!

Wouldn’t this room be perfect for a Mandi-licious makeover??

Wherein can ye doubt?

With Mandi’s help, I **know** this room could be fabulous.  It  just needs color!  And style!!  And…dare I say…funk!!

Mandi dear, if you’re reading this, here’s a note for you! 

I have a brand-new workshop full of tools (trust me, they’re there…I just haven’t blogged about them yet) that we could use to create all sorts of fun stuff!  I have a garage full of yet-to-be-started projects that might be just what this room needs…and if not, well, there’s a great DI and a Savers just miles down the road!  I have a house full of built-in minions ready to be at your beck and call (all I ask is that I get to be the chief minion).

And I’m not above bribery, Mandi!  Making over a room is hungry work!  And guess what…I can COOK!  No, really!  I am very good at it!  I make the best bread and cinnamon rolls.  Cheesecake?  I can do it!  Pie?  Piece of cake!  (Oh, just pretend that made sense.)  And if I can’t, I have a sister who can do everything else, and I can bribe her, too.

If you come to my house, I just might let you take home something from my garage stash! Just think of it!  My junk could be YOUR treasure!  Or I could paint you a sign of your very own.  How do you feel about beadboard??  Or old cupboard doors?  Oh well, just re-gift it at your next white elephant party!  But I don’t want to know about it.

Come play with me, Mandi…you know you want to….

(insert Jedi hand-wave here)