I think it's time to face the facts...

The last few months have turned into officially the longest funk I've had in over a decade. It's not been awesome and I'm a giant pansy. I realize this.

Writing is just not happening for me. Maybe it's because I'm lazy, mostly I think it's just because I don't have anything to say that can't be said in 10 lines or less. As a matter of fact, this is a cut and paste from my other blog, because saying this stuff twice is just not happening.

However, if you feel the need to keep up with what I'm doing (or not doing), what I'm saying (or not saying) I do have a Twitter account @sharibooms. And I finally caved and started a tumblr. You can find me here. There you can hang out with my current Joy Division obsession, the voyage to my next tattoo, pictures of me and mine and other assorted hooey.

I don't know if I'll come back to traditional blogging anytime soon.

I know, go cry yourselves to sleep. Soak your pillows.

The end has come.

Living Room Redo - Eight Hours, Bachelor Pad Furniture and Spray Paint

Jason and I moved into our house three years ago. We moved in, we put everything in its place and with the exception of some painting, we haven't changed things around much.

This wild "everything needs to be new" hair that I recently got meant that I needed to change that and as soon a possible. So I took the day off work, picked up a couple cans of spray paint, dug out his old bachelor pad furniture and went to work.

Eight hours and a shower later, I fell exhausted into my big ol' chair.

Some before shots:





Notice how I show the room at its worst for the "before"? Like the before beauty shots where she never has any make-up on, bed head and the worst break out ever. I should probably be ashamed of this picture, but you see, this is truly what the room looked like moments before I started the project. And besides, it just means that I have this cuteness running around my house:



It was that very mess maker and that very mess that prompted me to make this painting that would set the color palette for the room:



So I cleaned up the mess and did a little rearranging (the worst part of the whole day):



The good news is that the entire project cost me less than thirty bucks because I had these bachelor pad beauties hidden away:





There is nothing like Target's Mission Style cheapness to bring out my creativity. And my Krylon.

So much Krylon, in fact, that every time I blew my nose it was a rainbow of awesome for days following. But totally worth it.

Note my little love birds left in wood grain. I love wood grain:



And the whole deal:







This is where my knitting magic happens:





You might also notice the new TV. Jason was so wowed he thought the room needed a new TV. Or he needed a new TV, I'm unsure.

Stay tuned for a few more additions including a great birdcage that is in the process of the Krylon makeover as we speak. Or maybe the saga of the $4 thrift store dresser turned media cabinet.