The funnest part of my marriage is my constant need to redecorate and my husband's constant need for things to stay the same.
Imagine the fun night at our house when he came home to this:
I was sick of our nasty bathroom-that never seemed clean-even though I bleached and cleaned religiously-it just looked gross all the time- so I took a hammer to it.
With a little baby-sitting money, a little help from Amy and Mom and 3 trips to the chiropractor, we now have this:
And now I have my eye on the guest bathroom. Don't tell my husband.