It turns out Matt and I have been sleeping in the wrong room ever since we moved to the farm. We’re the owners of this farm, the adults of the house. That means our room should be the master bedroom, right?

Well, we got it wrong when we moved into the farm.

We did nothing to fix up any of the bedrooms. The paint colour is gross and walls are dirty. The ceilings are stippled so that cobwebs and dust get caught on the pimples (no, I’m not the greatest housekeeper). The light fixtures are massive outdated ceiling fans. In the midst of all of this beauty, we just picked a room, plopped down our furniture and called it our bedroom.

Unbeknownst to us, the room across the hall (which we’ve been using as a guest room) was where we should have plopped down our furniture.

Why, you ask? Well it’s obvious. This is the fancy room.

Now looking at this picture, you may still feel the need to question what makes it fancy (aside from the giant pink ape, obviously).

Let me enlighten you.

This room has special moldings. All through the rest of the house, the trim is basic, narrow and flat. But this room has the fancy curvy trim. Just ignore the fact that screws for the window blinds have destroyed some of it.

This room even has crown molding! Oooh, fancy.

This room also has a mirror, which our current room lacks. The fact that it’s a full-length mirrored pocket door that accesses the small bedroom next door (my “office”) isn’t weird at all.

This room has drywall, while the room we chose as our bedroom has painted faux wood paneling. Nothin’ says fancy like drywall.

And most of all, this bedroom is bigger… by a whole six inches. Woo-hoo!

So it’s obvious. Matt and I have to move across the hall.

Sarcasm aside, I’m actually looking forward to the move. This is my chance to make a comfortable, relaxing, personal, pretty bedroom for Matt and myself.

Next week, I’ll share how I plan to do that.