…until now. This is one part of my home that I have been pretty silent about on my blog.  It is a very tricky space that everyone who comes into my home has to walk through, so it impossible to close the door and hide.  When a modern addition was put on my 1940’s home (before we bought it), the former kitchen was left as a glorified hallway between the dining room and current kitchen.  Not only does it have four doorways and an ironing board cabinet, but it has an identity crisis.  It would be an ideal mud room, but it’s not near an outside door.  Furniture can’t be in the middle of the room, because it would impede traffic, so it can’t be a sitting room or play room or eating area.  We decided to make it a home office and “landing zone.” The view above is from my

I was supposed to go to Six Flags today with a bunch of teenagers, but the heat index today was over 103 degrees, which was way to hot to spend outside all day with my two toddlers, so we stayed home.  Around lunch time, when my husband was between roller coaster rides, he called me.  “What are you doing?”  “I’m moving some furniture around.”  “Are you serious?”  “Umm…yes.”“Really?”“Yes.  I’ve been thinking about…”  and I started spewing out a string of my thoughts on the awkward layout of our bedroom and how people wouldn’t stub their toes on my vanity stool if I moved it to where his dresser was and now I love it and I’m hanging pictures.  Believe it or not, this is not an uncommon scenario in our home.  Poor, poor hubby.  So, now I am determined to make some more progress on my master bedroom.  It’s a makeover