changing the world, one ugly eyesore at a time

Yes, I do realize that "ugly eyesore" is redundant. But, it does get the point across, doesn't it?

Case in point:


Who would allow such a hideous black, plastic container to enter their home unchecked? And then sit in their dining room for three months? This person must be in dire need of an Interior Intervention.

Well, thankfully, the travesty has been remedied.

And this cute, French bucket is so fun that it just may wipe away all memories of past wrongs.

Bucket: $12.00, from Marshalls

A serious intervention

A few days ago, I came home from work craving coffee. Usually I only have 1 cup a day, but that day was different. I needed the warmth, the boost of energy, the hug-in-a-cup that only coffee can bring. And I needed it ASAP.

I think I may have been a little shaky as I was getting the coffee out. Is that a bad sign?

Is it time for an intervention?

(And there was even more on the floor...)

Well, we can discuss that type of intervention later (but really, I mean never, because coffee and me are like Jekyll and Hyde. Seriously).

I am talking about the intervention that my living room needs. One side is all loveliness and comfort, and the other side looks like this:

(cue the horror music!)


So my question for all you lovely ladies is, what should I do?

Should I get a chair for this corner, or try to move the telly (I did try to put it where the end table is now, but the cords were all willy-nilly and it was rather obnoxious), or just tear down this wall?

I would love to hear your thoughts, because I am really at a loss right now. Also- below is a picture of the cabinet that is next to the end table, for a better idea of the space.