.. or at least my house.
I’ve gone a little light happy. It’s not my fault really, the dining room made me do it.
Ever since I painted and added the trim, the light’s been bothering me more and more.
It’s not a bad light, in fact, I have plans for it… in another room of the house. Forget that it’s not centered over the table (that can be fixed with a simple swag), it just wasn’t jiving with the dining rooms new makeover. I haven’t been keen on it in the dining room since we moved in, but I forgave it because the rest of the room was untouched. Jeepers, what decade am I in today?? “jiving” “keen” I could top it of by calling something “neat.”
Anyway, back to lights. We’ve got some installing to do.
It’s not just in the dining room getting a bit of jewelry either.
These 2 new lights are going to cause me to rearrange the light fixtures all around the house. 4 rooms will be getting a different light (either new or relocated), and it’s all because the dining room made me do it. That’s my story. I maintain my innocence.