I dig it. By the way, can we talk about that door there? There are three of those in our teensy downstairs, TWO of which open into the kitchen - as you can see in this terrrrrifying picture from the post-"rising damp" but pre-hardwood floor days.
The living room is through the door on the right and the entry/stairs are through the door on the left.
There is also a door opening from the entry into the living room. The door to the kitchen is on the other side of Jeff's desk.
Please note the beautiful wall lamp and its genius placement.
COME ON.
So many doors that we never close. They are visual clutter, to which I am morally opposed. Tell me this isn't an improvement.
Hell yeah! Suddenly, this room feels about twice as big. Even Jeff admitted it.
Ridiculous door: gone. Sadly, ridiculous light still there. The doors are in the garage right now. There's absolutely nothing wrong with them so it's possible that we'll just keep them in case the next owners want them. Or maybe I should save them from themselves and sell them on eBay.
