Clearly, it was too small for the space.  That couch is huuugggeee.  Also, every time I look at that picture of me, smiling so. big., I think of this sound clip from SNL’s Celebrity Jeopardy:

Let’s Start With French Stewart
Hahaha. Onward.  Now that you have surely figured out that I moved the map into the guest room–there’s no reason to drag out the suspense any longer. Last year, when we finished up renovating the seriously disturbed teen’s room into our guest room and office, the bedroom side looked like this.

I moved the three prints (from A Vintage Poster) to the other side of the room and put the 1950s map in their place above the bed:

It feels like a new bedroom. Clearly we need some nightstands in here stat, and maybe a walnut frame around the map to echo the bamboo shade on the window, but for now I’m just happy the map found a home.  It’s been in limbo for months. “Limbo” being folding at the top of our closet and then hanging in the hall for a brief 48 hours.  I almost forgot I had it, which sadly, is how we feel about this room too often.  We have a guest room?  What?!

Cheers to tweaking long-lost rooms.  Anyone housing or hosting guests for the holiday??