A couple of weeks ago we finally painted the living room, or as we like to call it, the bowling alley.

It’s long and narrow, a veritable rubik’s cube for furniture arrangement.

Below is a picture of the room as it was listed online when the house was for sale. Fine, but not my style. And the brown walls. Have I mentioned I couldn’t take them? And have I mentioned that they’re EVERYWHERE upstairs?

Sigh.

Ok. I’ll stop talking now and let you look.

Someday I’d love to have a desk area by the window near the Weasley China Cabinet.  And there’s still a little work to do on the tv console wall (which is why I didn’t show that area). But, overall I’m really happy with the way it’s turning out.

I do, of course, expect some of you to be horrified by our big brown leather sectional because there once was a day when I myself would have been horrified. Obviously sleek mid-century sofas are more stylish, and fluffy, white slip-covered couches are more cottagey. And I love both of those things. But I’ve come to learn that those mid-century sofas don’t feel so great when you’re trying to take a nap on them. And the fluffy, white slip-covered couches get stained, and yes you can bleach them. And you will. Every. Single. Week. So that’s my argument for the big brown couch. It’s stain proof. It’s smell proof. And I can get comfy on it when I have the flu.

Dangit.

Adulthood has seriously altered my decorating perimeters.