The old home

From 1998 to 2005 my husband and I lived in a small house built "rather late" in 1928.   When we bought it the entire interior was painted in a dismal beige.   The walls were horsehair plaster except a few places (we found out when we began to improve things) and there was hardwood floors under the carpet but the carpet was new and while beige too it was quite good, clean, plush and warm so we didn't pull it up.   Winters on the border of Michigan were cold too and that carpet helped keep things warm. 

This was our parlor or living room to use the ugh, modern term.   Through the door you can see the sun room which was painted a cream white and out nice glassed door partially open.    It looks like a teeny tiny cornice but it was a picture rail and I hung my pictures from it which required the use of a ladder to do. 

The landscape on the wall to the right is my own painting of park - I even made my own arts & crafts style frames.  

The beautiful chest of drawers though is a piece given to us by my husbands sister.  When we first got it the rented house we lived in (bilt in the 1970's) had ceilings so low that the mirror did not sit at full height as it does in this photo.   I was pleased to adjust it to it's proper status and even today it remains tall and proud.    In it's drawers are stored some of our collection of DVD's and some VHS tapes. 

Hubby worked like a horse patching and painting (2 primer coats & 2 or 3 coats of paint) this room and I did the trim and baseboards and picture rail.   
It can't be seen here but the door standing open was stripped by me, by hand on one side and by chemical peel on the other.   Five coats of paint came off that door and it was worth the work.