When we moved into our first home, it was clear immediately that the spare room needed a little sprucing up. The walls were a horrendous color of peach, accented with mullberry blue curtains and trim. Horrifying.
The old ceiling tiles are sagging and we were planning to drywall, as well as remove the carpet in favour of laminate.
In light of the amount of work needing to be done, we didn't take the time to create a usable space. Instead, the room became a place to dump the laundry when we didn't feel like folding, or hide things that you didn't really have a place for. A bedroom sized junk drawer, in an already tiny house.
A year and a half later, we still have not done one ounce of the work that is needed in the spare room. One reason could be that we haven't really ever had enough money to supply materials (which isn't reeeeally true), or that we aren't using the room anyway, so why fix it?
Finally the time came when I couldn't take it anymore. We needed to stop wasting the valuable space, ugly or not. My wardrobe has recently outgrown my closet, thanks to a generous friend who provided me with an enormous number of closet-castaways. (A good friend, indeed). We needed to buy a wardrobe, and while we were at it, I was really ready to get my books out of the prison of cardboard they had been in for the past two years, and to do that we were going to need bookshelves.
As stated, the room is still extremely ugly and we have in no way abandoned our plan to renovate. (We actually are hoping to claim some writeoffs from renovations, and we could easily spend over a thousand big ones in this room alone). So, before Christmas, CHANGE WILL COME. In the meantime, we have this: