3 and a half years ago we bought this house, we were ready for a renovation project and this house was perfect. Large, in need of some redoration, close to town, big garden. We muttered those fateful words as we viewed "we'll be able to live in it and put up with the decor whilst we decorate and it only needs a lick of paint and new carpets". Trouble is once you start these things the sky's the limit!
Bearing in mind our eldest daughter was 2 at the time we started with her room. It's in the eaves of the house and was coloured dark red. It reminded me of Jane Eyre and is how I picture Mrs. Rochester's room to have been. Dark, dusty, cold, cobwebby! It used to be the bathroom and as such had patches of carpet missing where the fittings and airing cupboard had been removed. Sadly we had a computer crash after the upstairs rooms were done and we lost all our before pics so you can't see how awful it was up there!
The bathroom came shortly after: it was turquoise and orange and had way too many dolphins leaping around on the walls. It was the kind of room you run in and out of quickly before you can actually take in how hideous it is! It now looks a little more calm! This room however was done at a time when we needed to get it finished out of necessity. Sylvie was potty training etc etc.... If I had my time over I'd really go to town as it's a big room: big bath, double shower, the works!