In Which I Get Lucky

Behold: my new desk. I found it at Goodwill a few days ago, and decided to buy it yesterday. I'm pretty excited about it; I'd originally budgeted a pretty substantial amount of money for a new desk, and this one only cost $20. It'll need some work, though (story of my life, these days). It was painted without having been primed, so I'm going to have to sand it down to the original wood so that I can re-paint it. There are also some dings and rough edges that need to be smoothed out. I also need a chair, so I'll be hitting the unfinished furniture stores for one soon.

I'm undecided as to what color I'll wind up painting it, though. I'm in the process of talking Matt into allowing me to paint the wood paneling on the walls white. He's balking at the idea (for no apparent reason), whereas I think it's kind of necessary: the paneling is stained, unevenly faded, and, in combination with the dark brick of the fireplace, makes the room look small and dark. I'd need to sand and refinish it anyway to make it look good, and I'd rather just paint it. If I'm successful, the desk will probably wind up being light blue. If not, I guess I'll paint it white again.

The pictures on top are prints I bought at Woolworth Walk to put on the walls. One of the artists there, Sarah Faulkner, works with colors that align very nicely with those I'm planning on using in the room (white, gray, light blue, and red). There are a few other artists whose work I also admired, so I foresee a few more trips over there in the future.