i can't leave shit alone. never have, most likely never will. sorry, husband. it's one of the few traits i got from my father, the man who perpetually redecorated our entire house without notice (like the one time my mom came home & he had ripped up the carpet, as well as ripped down the floor-to-ceiling paneling covering all four walls, in our family room).
i switched the living room back. i came home one day & told ryan that i wanted to move it again & quite honestly, i don't even remember why. it was several months ago & i just now got around to taking a few photos when it was clean & particularly nice outside. i'm happy with it for now. i still hate walking in the house & seeing a huge tv first thing but i guess i can't eat my cake & have it too.
the couches are my nemeses. we were gifted the brown couch awhile ago & it does it's job. i typically don't mind it. it's at least neutral & clean-lined. the grey loveseat was given to us last month & i begrudgingly agreed because having one comfortable seating area with two big dogs who also want a seat didn't really work so well. it came home with us for free with four big-ass chunky block legs that i took off. it helped. unfortunately, the leg removal did not change the shape of the back cushions. the dogs thoughts? they very quickly claimed it as their own & it makes my eyes burn a little bit less. every morning when we wake up, at least one of them is curled up on it. they're pretty cute i guess.
one day we'll have couches that we actually pick out & love. i'd also like to replace the lights in here. the recessed lighting needs an upgrade & the main light could just use some pretty. i've also decided to paint all of the window frames black, inside & out. that one i'm pretty excited about & a big plus: it's free because i already have everything i need! i may or may not have already started "operation: restore your windows" before i've finished the kitchen cabinets.....