With a little help from Target, Ikea and my mother-in-law, in one day our bedroom went from this,
to this,
and this.
Byron and I've been married for six years and up until this time we've been using white plastic crates as nightstands. But wait, it gets better. The plastic crates are meant to be one unit, but we split them into two which meant Byron's never had a solid top so any change, pens, etc. fell right through. We've never had reading lamps so if one of us wanted to stay up reading while the other slept, the sleeping one would either have to fall asleep with the room fully light, or the reading one would place a rolled up towel in the doorway of the bathroom to shed a little light to read by. We're so thrilled to have reading lights that click off at the bed. It's the simple luxuries of life. Also, when we were first married we inherited a huge, monstrous bookcase that we've never liked, but have been so grateful for it because of all the stuff it has held. We painted it white, moved it into Kylene's room to hold her stuff, and got this new unit from Ikea along with the boxes to organize said stuff.
We love, love, love our new bedding and have banned sticky finger, marker on hands, big brother Connor from the bed when it's made.
If it's possible to be in love with bedding and furniture, then we're in love.
{ps. My mother-in-law, Theresa, met us at Ikea, traded cars with us so we could have the van to cart all the stuff home with, took Connor back to their home in South Carolina to Papa, Aunt Codi, Uncle Logan, and Uncle Jarom, showed him the time of his life, then brought him back a few days later. Because of her, we were able to get the room all put together and other sundry tasks we've been dying to do but had yet to find the time or patience. Thank you guys! xoxo}
to this,
and this.
Byron and I've been married for six years and up until this time we've been using white plastic crates as nightstands. But wait, it gets better. The plastic crates are meant to be one unit, but we split them into two which meant Byron's never had a solid top so any change, pens, etc. fell right through. We've never had reading lamps so if one of us wanted to stay up reading while the other slept, the sleeping one would either have to fall asleep with the room fully light, or the reading one would place a rolled up towel in the doorway of the bathroom to shed a little light to read by. We're so thrilled to have reading lights that click off at the bed. It's the simple luxuries of life. Also, when we were first married we inherited a huge, monstrous bookcase that we've never liked, but have been so grateful for it because of all the stuff it has held. We painted it white, moved it into Kylene's room to hold her stuff, and got this new unit from Ikea along with the boxes to organize said stuff.We love, love, love our new bedding and have banned sticky finger, marker on hands, big brother Connor from the bed when it's made.
If it's possible to be in love with bedding and furniture, then we're in love.
{ps. My mother-in-law, Theresa, met us at Ikea, traded cars with us so we could have the van to cart all the stuff home with, took Connor back to their home in South Carolina to Papa, Aunt Codi, Uncle Logan, and Uncle Jarom, showed him the time of his life, then brought him back a few days later. Because of her, we were able to get the room all put together and other sundry tasks we've been dying to do but had yet to find the time or patience. Thank you guys! xoxo}
Dr. Melody Harrison was one professor in particular that really supported and believed in Byron. If she has it her way, we'll be back in a few years to get our PhD. Why would you wish such a thing upon us Dr. Harrison? :)
