I’d like to officially invite you to come enjoy a glass of wine in my closet.

Is that weird?

I’d invite you for coffee, but I’ve found my cup-of-coffee-a-day habit has made me dependent on caffeine, so I’m trying to cut the habit. Which really means that I’m going through withdrawal, and setting world records for EPIC napping around here lately. I WILL BEAT THIS.

After all, it’s probably the coffee’s fault that we decided it would be a good idea to empty our closet and deposit the contents in the foyer while we overhauled it.

Welcome to our home, where our closet puked all over the foyer.

Have I mentioned that we’re boardgame people? We love ’em, and because we’re both very competitive, I relish every opportunity to remind Andy that I am a superior board-gamer.

(That’s not true at all, but I’m the one writing this post, so I get to say it.)

You may recall the closet before:

First to tackle: walls and floors. We thought we’d have to sheetrock the whole room, but when we finally figured out how to get that giant sheet of ugly plywood out of the closet…

what did we find behind it but some gleaming, fresh sheetrock! (Another time when I would have loved the opportunity to pick the brains of previous homeowners. Why plywood on top of sheetrock? WHY?)

I painted the walls with some extra paint we had lying around, then we got started on the floors. Here’s another shot of those floors:

Cement, covered with a loose piece of old carpet. Fortunately, we still had leftover hardwoods from the rest of the downstairs, so we pulled those out and got to work.

We didn’t want to mess with hardwood floor glue again for such a small space (remember: that is EVIL.), so we tried a new trick to secure them to concrete floors. Meet my BFF: hot glue.

No dice. It didn’t stick, so we just connected them with tongue-and-groove, and installed trim around the edges of the closet to hold them down. Won’t win any prizes for exceptional craftsmanship, but it got the job done.

 Almost finished…

 Installing the trim…

Babies love powertools.

New floors: Complete.

AH! I still wanted to show you our custom wine storage solution for this closet, but suddenly this post is long, and I need a(nother) nap. Then, when I wake up, I’ll promptly… take another nap. (This is all in my dream life, where Weston lets me nap while he plays patiently, peacefully and safely nearby.)