The dark butter walls look more blush in this
photograph, but they're quite yellow in person. Luckily the top part of the windows didn't get in this picture, because I, um, never got around to painting them. I put the bed together by myself and moved the nightstands in alone, and my arms were SO sore yesterday!
This room needed the most spackle as its previous owner was a 7-year-old boy. There's still red pen on the hardwood floor, and it looks like someone hung his weight on the doorknob as it's bent and stripped. Hopefully everyone who stays in here knows how to deal with a stripped doorknob, or they're not getting out. (Except through the bathroom door, which they'll notice right away. So much for my home-made dungeon!)
We'll have to rearrange the furniture when we have more time (and a more mended bone). It's such a little room with so much furniture that it's hard to squeeze it all in. It's a relief to have the mattress and boxspring on the bed and not waiting on their sides in the bathroom. Sylvia probably misses her new climbing toy, though- she was on that thing every time I went into the bathroom!