The master bedroom was… interesting.

See when you have a kid who has a major house dust allergy, things like trendy nightstand pendent chandelier things are on the list of decor that is the enemy. It’s like asking for EXTRA things to dust. Who would want that?

Our niece Rebekah thought they were so cool and looked like earrings. She was bummed when we put in the ever popular ceiling mounted “boob” lights. But hey, less to dust. That is our motto around here.

This giant mirror got framed out an relocated into the hall bathroom. And of course we painted the white walls.

This closet got flipped to the other side of the wall and is now the kitchen pantry. The doors knocking into each other were I am told obnoxious.

The drywall guy did an awesome job with this giant patch job.

My sister and Jason came and helped me paint the master. They work the graveyard shift, and came over early in the morning right after work to get it done. By 12:30pm they were quite slap happy, and I sent them home.

Slap happy Jason removed (to prime/paint) the old-ugly-wasn’t-going-to-replace-it because-it-was-still-in-fine-working-order light, and broke it. No one was sad about it.

There was an unbelievably tetanus shot looking medicine cabinet here. We tossed it, and were left with a much nicer looking hole.

So we (Jon) filled it in, and framed it out.

Pretend I keep pretty things here. Okay.

I’ve got these plant shelves in every.single.room of the house. I wish I didn’t, they are a pain in my dusting tukkis.  But they are nice to put crap on…. It’s a love hate relationship.

See that armoire? That’s my closet. This is the first house we’ve lived in that the master only had one closet in. I don’t have many cloths so Jon get the “real” closet. He has almost three times as many clothes as I do. Work, church, regular….

Okay so we changed nearly everything about this room. We would like to eventually change out the sink, counter, and cabinets.