One screw at a time.




My muscle is SORE, I over did it.... What did I over do? When I was screwing a nail in the wall, it hit something,, and I had to really put some force.. I could not get it in all the way on my own and I had to ask Sven to finish it.

My house REALLY needed deep, deep cleaning. Since last fall, my involvement with the Japanese health care organizations and educational establishments has completely absorbed me with its demand and I let things go.. Quite a bit of it,, I am slowly working toward restoring my house one room at a time. I worked on my bedroom and master bath last week and I put Erik's room back in shape over the weekend with his help and input. Now, I have my office to tackle as well as the bedroom next to erik's room that was called, "music room" at one point...
Sure, if funding is not an issue, I would hire someone to redesign the entire kitchen and complete the surface work on the floor etc but I am not a millionaire.

While I was moving things around and vacuuming my office trying to figure out what can be done, I saw two panels of drapery, one of my friends in Nashville has given me more than 6 yrs ago. I purchased her old couch that she donated to a school fundraiser and she gave me the curtains made out of the same fabric used for the couch. I always wanted to do something with it and I just had it stored neatly in the closet. Lately, I have been thinking, and finally I decided to use it over the door that leads from the foyer to the office. Once I decided, I set out to Lowe's quickly between picking Erik up from school and visiting a friend at a nursing home. I was determined to get it done before Sven came home and I got started to install the drapery rod over the door.

I measured, balanced and climbed the ladder with screw driver and a hammer....The result is in the photo. I feel that I can finally tell my friend in Nashville that, I was able to put the beautiful drapery to use to enhance the area. The funny thing is that these patterns seem to be making its way back....I like how it looks...Maybe a bit powerful but I think it is elegant. And it looks nice from the dining room....here I go again, redecorating with things that I already have. It was rewarding to take these photos...I think the set of drapery adds to the warmth my grandmother's organ and the photos of my special family members create in this corner.. If you wonder about the history for my 80 yr organ, please check the link for the past posting.　You may need to copy and paste or feel free to go down to the archive and look up April posting from last year.

http://passionforbabies.blogspot.com/2010/04/musical-instrument-as-personal-as-my.html

What do you think? My reorganization and redecorating continue, one screw at a time.

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