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{go to Part Five - It's the Little Things}

Finally!

I almost, nearly, completely unplugged myself from the internet world over the Christmas season.  There just isn't room for online concerns when you're absorbed in cooking and baking and playing and visiting family and napping and building lego army tanks!

And so the reveal promised So Long Ago is just now coming to you.

My dear room has sat undisturbed for most of the month as the hustle and bustle had me busy elsewhere but it welcomed me happily today as I took some time while the children {still in their pajamas for what seems like the millionth day in a row} were distracted for a moment with the Netflix subscription dear old Saint Nick left, to take pictures and finally share my room.


My room is 9.5 x 7.5 feet.  It's small.  It was my bedroom when I was a young girl.  It fit a twin-sized bed and a dresser.  It was never a particularly nice room.  It was too small to display much aside from the pickle jar I kept stocked with minnows caught in the stream by the Varney swimming hole each summer.  I never would have imagined, tucked beneath my Sears catalog comforter, that I would, as an adult, turn that little four-walled box into a space in which I'd write a novel.







So there you have it.  It is cozy and colourful and all mine!

I do still want to find a great desk lamp and an interesting ceiling fixture - the current ceiling fan {intentionally left out of the photos because of it's HIDEOUSNESS} is just not cutting it aesthetically- but for now I'm very happy with the transformation.

By far, my most favorite thing is the hand painted wall treatment - it adds so much personality without being overwhelming.  I'm glad I fought against my hesitations and made it happen.


Cheers to the thousands of words this space is going to pull out of me and cheers to you, oh faithful reader, for every time you come back to read more!