These are my new shelves for my shoes!!! That is all it takes. I am happy. But just so you know he also did a spanking great job on the rest of our closet. Do keep in mind, we just moved into our house after a rigorous and vigorous renovation by my husband and his business partner. The entire second floor, where the beds and bath are, was gutted and re-done. Now, for the first time, we share a closet and it is MAGNIFICENT. Here's another picture:
He did all those shelves and rods and everything. Isn't that amazing? Don't look at my clothes. I have dorky clothes. (I need Stacy and Clinton.) But I love my clothes now that they hang in the completed closet.Its not easy moving into a fixer-upper. The to-do list is endless. I can't talk about it. But slowly the place comes together. How many identities, how many permutations does a 105-year-old-house go through? Lots. That's a lot of years. A lot of spiders.
While we're in the bedroom, let me also boast of our beautiful bed that my husband also made. Here:
Its made from walnut. English walnut? Can't recall precisely. Too lazy to ask. It's a sturdy, manly, artistic bed indeed. And perhaps you can't see exactly, but the side tables are "floating" planks of the same wood. Very dramatic. He just finished with the side tables today. Another thing off the list. Feels very "done" in there now. Amazing how satisfying it is to pull things together.I made the heart-shaped pillow on the bed. It was a Valentine's present to Husband during our courting days. I stitched "I love bacon" on it. He loves bacon.
Here's another bit of our handiwork:
Oh dear. Look at his little toes all flexed. Goodness. Too much.
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