Mother Knows Best

I'm in the process of revamping our guest room a tiny bit.  Nothing too out there - mostly cleaning, shifting furniture a few inches here and there and just making sure that it's a cozy and welcoming place to stay.   Remember how my mom has told me for years that I am rug and lamp challenged?  She's harped on me about the lamp next to the guest bed for about three years now.

Now, it wasn't great - didn't make much of a statement - but I didn't mind it.  And lamps are like shoes to me - I can appreciate good ones, but they're not the thing I look for first.  Well, this winter, Caroline redid her basement for my dad - got him a new comfy football watching chair, reupholstered his favorite napping couch (because he wouldn't part with it for a new one), just did a little updating.  And somewhere along the way she handed me the lamp she was replacing in the basement and said "Put this in your guest room, it will look so much better than that gross lamp you have now".  

Being her daughter, I rebelled and it sat in our garage for three months - until last weekend when Caroline was up visiting and just went to the garage, grabbed the lamp, and moved it to the guest room.  You know how only your own mom can get away with something like that?

And you know it pains me to admit it, but this lamp is so much better.  Granted, it was an outcast to Caroline, but she knew it would be an improvement for this room.  Now we just have to get some blinds for that small window so we don't have to tack a beach towel over it when people actually stay with us and a few more finishing touches and we're close to done with this room!