Kicking My Hubby Out

Ha! Not what you think.  This is a long and winding road made of a post on a home blog, an embroidery machine, a loud husband who makes a lot of phone calls, barking dogs, a junked up room, and sock puppets.  Try to follow along.  Warning!  Graphic pictures of disorganization ahead.  View at your own risk.

I wish I had a Monday Made It, but I just got out of school Friday.  That was followed up by a busy weekend.  I did manage some awesome scheming.

It started with this sewing room tour at Maple & Magnolia:

Plus, I've been in love with this little baby.  I need it like a hole in the head, but whatever.  Summer's here, and I actually have time for projects, but nowhere to do them.

I've been spending a lot of time in our guest room trying to organize all the junk I brought home from school.  I promise this room looked perfectly nice two weeks ago.

I started thinking about trying to squeeze a little extra space out of guest room and how poorly used this closet is.  So embarrassed right now.  Don't you dare pin this one to your "Shameful Closets" Pinterest board.  We moved in four years ago and just threw some of his things in here.  We've just let it stay our messy little secret.
I was excitedly telling my husband about all of my crafty organization plans when I noticed his grim "this is going to end up requiring a massive amount effort on my part somehow" face.  I flippantly told him if he didn't like it, he could move out of the office and into the closet.

And he said yes.  Say what?  We have a nice, sunny, happy office.  See:

Not, however, ideal for working from home during the summer.  Turns out the reason that I love our downstairs (all separate rooms, but all open to each other), does not make the best business environment.  Throw in a couple of kids home for the summer, two dogs that bark at the ringing in their ears, and a wife that likes to work on the computer and watch Law and Order on the iPad, and you've got one unhappy fancy pants business man.  It is perfect for sock puppet shows.

So, he jumped at the chance to work in the closet.  The guest room is upstairs.  It has a door that closes and actually blocks out noise.  We spend most of our time downstairs, so it gives him a tiny bit more privacy for his constant stream of phone calls.  Feeling sorry for my closet worker?  Check out these pins:

I'd move into any of those in a heartbeat.  However, if I did, my girls would just camp out in the guest room and talk to me all day long, and I still wouldn't get anything done.  My mister works from home usually when he's worn out from traveling.  It may not be a perfect solution, but it is one that solves most of our problems.

So, (yes, this randomness is almost over) I don't have a Monday Made It post, but I do have giant plans for the new few weeks that will result in some Monday Made Its and my very favorite thing in the world--well organized spaces.  Swoon.

Anybody else got a closet office?  Any tips for me?