Our house was built in the mid-seventies, and while it has a decent footprint for a family of five, it’s broken up into a lot of little rooms. Last summer, my husband demolished a wall between the office and a bedroom, turning my three foot by four foot office into a positively palatial space 15 feet by four and six feet.
However, our renovation budget for this project was nil. As in, nothing. Not $500, or $50 or even $5. So instead of a stylish office with matching magazine holders and symmetrical cabinets, I’ve literally scavenged through the rest of the house to find items I could use to create a functional room to work and scrapbook in.
So I’m stuck with an office with a strip of cement where the carpet is missing, exposed studs from where the wall was ripped out, and decidedly down market décor. Nevertheless, I love my ugly office, and its flaws haven’t detracted from my bliss at having a roomy space to work and scrap in with friends.
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