The Upstairs Master Bedroom has been a junk room ever since Erica got married. It was the room where all the old furniture went to live and gather dust. It even still had all the glow-in-the-dark stars Erica put on the ceiling when she was in high school. We had been thinking about remodeling it but really, it was just easier to keep the door shut. 
Wiley helped with the paint.
I am a messy painter. Chuck is Mr. Fastidious.Chuck's friend Clancey says there is nothing like remodeling to find out what your partner really thinks about you. There was a bit of a carpet conflict. We had everything scheduled down to the hour, but our sheetrock guy ran behind schedule, backing up everything. The original plan was to have all painting completed before the carpet was laid, however that was not possible, in fact the carpet installers were even a few hours early. So, in the painting pictures you can see the new carpet under a layer of sticky plastic film that we put down to protect it.
The finished product. I used "Suede" paint. The paint actually has kind of a suede texture. I like it a lot but it took a lot of work to apply.
All done except the closet doors.
Right now I just put the twin bed back in the room but I plan to do some furniture rearranging soon. I want to put my full bed in this room and make it our main guest room.
The chest was Chuck's when he was a little boy. He used to lie in bed and race cars up the winding mountain road (the twisted wood on the sides of the chest). 
With doors but I haven't found curtains yet. I also need to get some prints Chuck just bought me at the Flint Hills Symphony framed and put up. I'm glad it's done. Now I plan on taking several months off from remodeling until Chuck makes me help paint the house in the fall.
My little dining room with Wiley & Sox starring in at me.
The plant arrangement on the table is a lily the wind broke off, two cucumber plants I bought 50% off and four "hens & chicks" I bought at a garage sale but haven't got planted yet. It's quite the exotic flower arrangement. Hopefully it will stop raining soon so I can plant!
Wiley on the back deck.
I love my deck but Chuck says after 14 years (how long we've lived here), it really needs replaced. It was here when we bought the house but needs work. Another fall project!
The kitchen.
When you are married to an electrician you can have all the lights you want--under cabinet lights, over cabinet lights, niche lights, over the sink lights, etc.but my favorite kitchen feature is my garden window--natural light. 
I always buy an art print whenever we go on vacation (or other happy occasions such as the Flint Hill Symphony) as my "souvenir". The picture to the left came from the Dominican Republic and on the other side of the cabinet (unseen) is a print I bought in New York City from the artist outside the Metropolitan Museum.
The entry to our home. Wiley is always available to greet visitors and extend an offer of a free saliva sample. 
Our Living Room. When Joel came home last visit he commended me on how nice the house looked and said, "You even put those lines in the carpet!" I guess I didn't vacuum much when he was growing up so he must equate it with special events. And really, shouldn't it be? I say more than one a week and you'll just wear out the carpet.
Lovin' the gas fire place. Who ever figured out how to turn on a fireplace by flipping a switch is a genius. A friend of ours did the stonework.
My living room would look nicer without so much furniture but Chuck insists on having his special chair. He sits in the recliner and I always sit on the end of the couch next to him--sort of Edith & Archie.
Downstairs entry off the garage. Once again, Wiley is on the spot.
Angela gave me this old sewing machine. It was left behind in a house they bought.
Pocket door to the laundry room and one of my most favorite things--the fold down ironing board. 
When the kids all lived at home, we turned our family room into the master bedroom. Though, we designed it in such as way that we could always convert it back without problem or in case we ever wanted to sell the house. We put in all the wood cabinets, desk and mantel.
I use the "desk" as my make-up table. Here's my idea to send to Rachel Ray's show. I put up a decorative curtain rod and hand all my necklaces on them. It keeps them from getting tangled and it's easy to see what I have. We put in four pocket doors downstairs, one is to the left between the bedroom and bath.
I like having a fireplace in the bedroom.
The closet would be just the right size if I could get rid of Chuck's stuff.
Master bath with whirlpool tub. I probably use it twice a year.
Notice more accent lighting Chuck installed.
The Upstairs bathroom which is connected by a door to the master bedroom. When we first moved in I put up this wall paper and thought it was beautiful. Now it kind of looks like someone threw up roses all over the wall. OK, it's a little date but I still secretly think it's pretty.
I put a little curtain above the shower.
My little laundry room. It's behind a pocket door off the downstairs entry. Chuck apparently doesn't even know it exists. He thinks there is a laundry fairy. That if fine as long as the lawn fairy keeps coming. 
When Chuck put in my central Vacuum, this was the only pipe he couldn't put in a wall. It sort of messed up my washboard collection on the wall.
Chuck's Office. This room used to be Andrea's room when she lived at home. I plan on converting it back to a guest bedroom soon.
The sofa makes into a bed so it has been used as sort of an uncomfortable guest room in a pinch.
The Memorial Joel Hogan room. 
The flash makes this room look redder than really it is. It's more of a burgundy. We plan on turning this room into Chuck's Office or "Man Room" where he can put up all his fire department memorbilia.
Joel has been gone three years. I guess it's time to admit he's not coming back. The question is, what to do with the stuff he's left behind. Joel, if you are reading this: Do I really need to keep all your high school schoolwork? You have several boxes of loose papers consisting of crumpled papers. Will you be needing, say an essay on the constitution, anytime soon?
With all of the tornadoes lately, I felt the need to post these pictures for insurance purposes. Having worked several complaints against insurance companies, I have learned it is always best to document your belongings. Insurance companies are "for-profit" companies not your "good neighbors". Unless of course, you would like to be live next door to say, George Foreman.
Just a little story for thought. I went to hear a good friend of mine present an argument before the Kansas Supreme Court. The case before hers was an insurance case. The insurance company had denied a claim on a barn which blew down in a storm. The insurance company claimed the barn had previously been denied coverage by another insurance company and thus, should never have qualified for coverage. The insured's attorney stated, yes that was true, however after having previously been denied covereage the insured had performed major repairs to the barn including new trusses, support beams, etc. and that the current insurance company had the opportunity to have inspected the barn before writing coverage. The attorney further stated the insurance company had had no problem accepting the premiums on the property for several years. One of the justices then asked the Insurance Company's attorney, "So just how do you account for the fact that such an unstable structure has stood for over thirty years?"
Moral of the story: Insurance companies are evil and so are banks. (I'll explain that one another day).
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