Almost three years to the day of moving in to our little shack, I'm tickled pink that our bedroom is finally done. It's gone through many stages since my arrival: from an ugly, hairy caterpillar adorned with peach walls and a rustic wallpaper border to a chryssalis with hastily painted tan walls and album cover artwork to a baby butterfly full of more shades of blue than I ever thought possible, and then finally it's final form.

It's been a labor of love. We refurbished my Grandma's old bedroom set from the 1950's , painted the walls, stripped the carpet and had new flooring installed, opened up the closet area by removing the door and hanging linens, purchased a new bed and bedding, and spent hours looking for just the right accessories.

I'm really happy that I finally have fully completed room (others are close, and all are vastly improved, but this is the only one that I can look at and not see anything that needs to be changed/repaired/destroyed), and we did it all for under $1000 (not including the bed itself, which was expensive but crucial to my happiness.)I really haven't wanted to do for the past couple of days, except curl up on my bed with a book and sneak in an afternoon nap. In case you were wondering, Cooper seems to approve.