Saddest Before & After EVER

I really don't like exercising. And in my current condition, I find it to be even more excruciating than normal. Any extra…. jiggling…. is not exactly comfortable and twisting and bending become nearly impossible when you DONT HAVE A WAISTLINE. This has made my usual routine of a short jog or laid-back yoga session obsolete. I've been trying to walk a couple of miles in the mornings, but let's be honest, when you're already tired and feel like a whale, the only thing you want to do is sleep and eat cereal while watching Seinfeld re-runs. Am I right? All this complaining is to proudly say, I didn't exercise this morning! Instead, I traipsed up and down the basement stairs about forty times carrying such things as a nightstand, mattress, lamp, box spring, bed frame, side chair, etc…. I tell you what, moving furniture is SO MUCH BETTER THAN WALKING ON A STINKING TREADMILL. I worked up quite a sweat, let me tell you! So why was I carrying all this stuff downstairs? We are finally emptying out one of the guest bedrooms so as to begin furnishing a nursery. Yes. We are finally preparing for the little creature that is going to take over our lives and middle bedroom in LESS THAN THREE MONTHS. Terrifying. 

Anyway…In preparation for The Invader, we also had to find another make-shift guest bedroom. But the only space that would really work was in the Dungeon Room (we literally call it that, not even kidding). I'm about to show you some before and after pictures, but they're so depressing, I don't even want to. This is not a real renovation. Taking a nasty room and slapping a coat of paint on it does not a remodel make. Like putting lipstick on a $5 hooker - it only draws attention to the fact that she doesn't have any teeth. Ha! Whatever. Back to the story. 

So imagine a room with no windows in the back corner of someone's spider-infested basement and add the grossest brown shag you have ever seen in your life along with some weird shelving and a few cobwebs. Basically a dungeon. This is the room with which we began. I don't have a picture of it with the shag. Just imagine it. 

So here is us slapping paint on it. We sealed the floors somewhere in there too. 

And then here it is with furniture from the spare room. 

So sad. 

We'll put a rug in there to homey-fy it at some point, but folks, it's not going to get much better than this (at least not for a loooong while). So come on over, stay a while, why don't you? We'll put you up in our sparest of spare rooms….