I was fiddling around with a new blog page just for room renovation posts, and realized my favorite room makeover of all time is totally missing! For the past year this room has been my haven of peace and quiet, my place to splash paint and litter fabric scraps to my little heart’s content, to squirrel away more crafty junk than my Mister should ever know exists in my possession, and my mommy version of playing princess.
Oh yes. I’m a firm believer in doing dress rehearsals for dreams and goals. In a perfect world, I would have a cheerful little shop on a sunny side street just bursting with random bits of interesting things, and pretty this and thats to wear, and piles of books to pour over, and cozy nooks to sit and read (or write blogs if you were into that sort of thing), and generally just the sort of place that you would want to wander through for hours forgetting all about whatever bothersome tasks you should actually be doing.
Naturally, when I saw this big empty room in this creaky old house of mine with green carpet, termite damaged boards, and weirdly pink walls…I thought it would make just a marvelous mini version of my shop, which obviously does not exist, but might someday.
Some how or another, I persuaded the Mister that this room should be top priority, and therefore it needed to be addressed before any of the other rooms. We had a fine time ripping up carpet, scraping off exasperatingly stubborn rubber stuff lurking under the carpet, and pulling off the left overs from a seriously out of control termite party. Nothing spells bonding time like a good demo project, know what I mean?
A big concrete room never looked so lovely and here began the real fun. I painted the cinder blog walls three times before finding my happy place with them. The end wall had some issues which we hid by covering it with cheap brick paneling from Lowes.
Of course it was hideous, but nothing so awful that paint couldn’t fix it. The final touch was a nice hefty light, you know, the sort of light that likes to be noticed.
After that the budget for the room ended, because we still needed lights, electricity, AC and other such boring and necessary items for the rest of the house. Fine fine, budgets are over rated anyway. I’ve noticed when you want to do something bad enough, you tend to find a way. (Translation: some people react strongly to being told something can’t be done by half killing themselves to prove the point that it can, in fact, be done. Not that I would know anything about such contrary people.)
I reused the two old pantry doors we ripped out the kitchen and some scrap wood to make some splendid shelving for storage.
Really anything I could get my hands on became prime decorating material…scrap wood, old chain, plant hangers for brackets, table cloths for curtains, spray painted sticks for a jewelry display, a $12 garage sale desk…
…clip boards and embroidery hoops for art, two old ladders for a sewing desk, a recovered old chair, and even a straw hat for a pendent light.
And I’ve enjoyed every single minute I’ve spent playing in my little work shop ever since. Until last week, when I started pulling it apart, or rearranging rather.
Because I’m squeezing in rehearsals for a new dream, of one day, some day, hopefully sooner than later, bringing one seriously adorable little girl home where she belongs. We just finished up day 100 in NICU this last week…that’s pretty much the equivalent to what twenty years looks like to a five year old. Forever.
I plan to work a bed in here, cozy it up a bit, and call it my craft room and my guest room. The guest room will become the big girls’ room, and the mini will get her own cozy little room all to herself. As for when I actually plan to get this all done…don’t ask me. But the best way to make dreams happen is to go ahead and practice them. Wouldn’t you say so?
Psalm 37:5-7 Commit thy way unto the LORD; trust also in him; and he shall bring it to pass. And he shall bring forth thy righteousness as the light, and thy judgment as the noonday. Rest in the LORD, and wait patiently for him:
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