After my last laundry room makeover, the laundry room was organized and functional, but of course it never stayed this neat.
And these ugly (albeit functional) brown shelves,
well, I just couldn't handle looking at them any more.
Ew.
So one evening, while the kids had cereal for dinner, I painted them white.
(Editor's Note: The shelves, Aunt Shirley, NOT the kids! It's safe to eat cereal at my house again!)
A few weeks later, I inherited the crib that my grandpa built in the 40s.
It was the excuse I'd been waiting for...I tore out the cheap cabinets in the laundry room to create a space for the crib, and I only lost two inches of walkway.
(If it's quiet, and I can't find my girls, I look here. They've been known to curl up in the crib together to read - all three of them!)
The laundry room is still not my favorite room in the house, but at least the new look makes me smile when I walk in there instead of cringing!
