to DIY or not DIY

Now that the room additions are over and done with, I find myself looking at the rest of the house wondering why it looks like I've done all my decorating at the neighborhood yard sale.  There's a bookcase from the Smith's, a desk from the Miller's, a chair from the Miller's trash...you get the picture.  Then there are things like Granny's hutch, Granny's cookbooks, and the glass bird that just reminds me of Granny.  Things I just can't bear to let go of.  But although I love these pieces individually, together they're just not working for me.  And sure, I could go on Pinterest and find some great way to transform the simple bookcase into an elegant entertainment piece, but WHO HAS THE TIME?!?  Yet I still visit Pinterest a couple of times a week and repin this exact sort of thing.  After all, there will be life after diapers.  Or at least a girl can dream...can't she?.?

So I sit here looking around at what all I think needs to be done and trying to decide what to tackle first.  Minutes later, I'm so overwhelmed that I just give up and go watch TV.  That's how it always is for me.  I analyze, over analyze, and analyze some more until my mind just can't process one more single thing. Here's an example...we bought a new kitchen table but it didn't come with chairs.  I saw pictures on Pinterest where people had use mismatched chairs painted one color and I thought it looked really nice. So we purchased 4 chairs and we're looking at another 4 tomorrow.  So then I start thinking about what color to paint them.  And then I start thinking about what color we should paint the hutch.  And then what color we'll paint the kitchen cabinets.  And then what we should do with the kitchen floor that needs replaced.  And then I see the molding, which is currently stained dark, and remember it needs painted.  And then I think I would like to replace the wormwood paneling with bead board.  And then I want to replace the louvered bi-fold doors with white paneled bi-fold doors.  And then I wanted to move the ceiling fan and add a 2nd overhead light.  And then maybe I want to leave the fan and just add spotlighting.  And then...and then...and then...please Property Brothers....just take me away!

Deep breath...happy place....happy place....happy place.  Okay, I'm back.  A little tired but I'm back.  So you see how I suffer.  You see how I have good intentions.  You see how I totally fail.  Every time. But this year...the year 2013...the year of the Snake (well, technically not until Feb. 10th)...is my year.  I'm gonna do it.  I really am.  I'm going to break the cycle.  I'm going to pick one room...and by George...I'm going to fix it up.  And I'm going to aim big...this year...wait for it...I'm fixing up the spare bathroom.  I know, I know...why set myself up for disaster when I could go easy and do the coat closet.  Well, quite frankly, my reasons are simple...one is almost 3, and the other two are 16 months now.  And they deserve a bathroom that is safe, fun, and functional for them.  I've already bought bright green rugs and an aqua shower curtain.  And there are 3 adorable toothbrush holders hanging on the mirror (a monkey, a pink hippo, and a frog).  Now I just need to switch the hot and cold lines (the hot one is the only one they can reach when standing on the toilet); clean out the cabinet and remove the chemicals (although they do have childproof latches...okay, the right one still does); paint the walls with lots of bright colored animals, grass, sky and clouds; and add a tension rod across the back with some hanging baskets for water toys (shout out to my girl Melissa Cline for finding that pin).

Yep, this year is MY year!  I'm grabbin' it by the horns.  Watch out world...it's about to get crazy stupid up in here...I'm just sayin'.