I had to tell myself MANY times that it gets worse before it gets better when I came downstairs to this:
|Post emptying the closet|
|Ryan and his Dad measuring to see where we should put the chandelier|
|my Uncle wiring in the closet|
BUT not anymore, now she can hang in all of her glory.
So, the place is still kind of a mess but you get the picture. Of course, I had ordered a new light for the entryway and somehow it's too tall AGAIN so, third times the charm.