The bed’s in. We slept in here and it was awesome — frigid, just like we like it.
Liz and I have been scheming on, well, color schemes and sheets and curtains and awesome things like that, so more to come. Tomorrow I’ll paint the ceiling a nice blue-like-the-sky and try to talk my hubby into replacing the horrid lighting.
Until then, it’s quiet and chilly down here. May not look great, but it’s delicious.