I have something in common with Harry Potter, and it's not an iconic scar on my forehead. Care to guess what it is?
I'm hanging out in the closet under the stairs! I've converted the space to a miniaturized office and I love love LOVE it. I had taken pictures of it "before", but one of my children deleted them from the camera before I had a chance to download them.
My family room is now a disaster because all the crap that was in the closet is now in piles in the family room until we find a free weekend for a garage sale.
But that's okay because my office has a DOOR and I can SHUT it and pretend there isn't any mess out there.
Here's a before shot. White walls, and pretty barren. Space measures 3 feet by about 10 feet.
Here it's been painted (leftover from other rooms) but you can see some junk left in the cubby. This part of the closet actually continues around the corner to the right.
Here I've put down a bit of carpet to keep my tootsies warm, and added a curtain to keep me from staring that the crap:
Here's the view when you walk in the door. I LOVE that picture:
Here's the view of my desk. I put a narrow shelf overhead to store books or pens or whatever on:
And this is taken from my desk looking back towards the door:
I'm such a happy camper now that I can shut the world away! If you don't have a designated writing space, look around your house and see if there isn't a tiny corner you can steal for yourself!