To Control What I Can...

When I get stressed I like to control my surroundings. With so many things out of my control lately, I've felt the need to rearrange. Again. Thanks to Pintrest my wannabe creative side is very juicy! I didn't do a before, but for this little shelf at my stairs, it was empty. Here's the after:

Looking up the stairs.

From the landing looking up.

From the high steps looking straight on.

Leaning around the landing.

From the high steps down.

From the top down.

The second part of my re-do was my 'office' My husband is vacating his office space (previously my prayer room) in June. I've been using the back of our kitchen, but my back has been acting up and I was told to no loner use the bar stool against the cabinets. So until June, I came up with this little corner of my living room. Again, no before, but it was an empty corner. The table was previously in the entryway, but I have another idea for that space.

I'm loving being by the window.

The Drawer.

 This drawer. Oh this drawer. Once upon a time we had a small empty room. I was going to turn it into a prayer room, quiet room, no kids allowed room. Somehow it got turned into my husband's office. Hmph. He needed it. That is why this drawer drives me crazy. See he got my room. He filled it with file cabinets and shelves and drawers. And yet, this drawer remains. In my kitchen. Overflowing with all things office related. I had to search for a number. In the drawer. I couldn't find it. I was a nice sweet wife and separated the junk into manageable piles so he could file them in his office. And I could get my drawer back. Hmph. 'Twas not to happen. At least I can open and close the drawer again.

After.