I’ve been missing for the last month, trying to finish up the semester. It’s like this every semester . . . you marathon grade papers and finals and any extra credit projects, and you forget to breathe the whole time. On top of that, I was finishing my last semester of coursework and attending the winter meeting for our regional accrediting agency, SACS-COC in Atlanta. I’m having a hard time remembering to breathe still, but my little blog, and my little farmhouse are about to get some attention.
A few years ago, we remodeled our bedroom, which was a converted attic. I got a wonderful closet out of the deal, but I thought I would share some pictures of the bedroom. I’ve since changed comforters and rearranged the shelves, but it gives a good sense of the space.
The shelf with the baskets now looks like this:
Isn’t that “C” divine?! I think it looks like perfectly aged copper, but it’s a cardboard letter from JoAnn’s wrapped in foil and painted. If anyone is interested, let me know, and I can do a tutorial. I don’t know if people like things like this, but I do. I also made a pail for cat food for our outside cats. It looks wonderfully rusted. Maybe I’ll link a picture of it soon.
I will be doing my craft room reveal around the first of the year, and I’m so excited to share it with you! In the meantime, have a joyful, peaceful holiday.
. . . and have a great day!
Not long ago I decided to fix a major problem with a desk that has great sentimental value to me. My grandmother had this elegant, feminine desk in her house when I was young, and when she passed away, I got the desk in my bedroom. I took very good care of it for many years, and when I was grown, I left it in our spare bedroom. My nephew moved in with us one year to go to college, and he left a wet towel on the floor that damaged the bottom of the desk.
blue with glaze
Now, I love Justin, so this post isn’t at all about him but is about fixing something that was basically beyond repair. Nothing I did would remove the water damage and some of the other damage done from moving and rearranging, so I decided to paint it.
If you know who Miss Mustard Seed is (and if not, follow my blog roll on the right because she is magical), then you’ll recognize the style. Now, I can’t blame my poor skills on her because she has some wonderful tutorials and never makes the kind of mistakes I made on this piece, but still, it was my first attempt to salvage furniture, so I’m okay with the mistakes. I’ve made fewer since then. Here is the desk along the way. The pictures are from my i-phone, so I am def going to have to take new pictures, but for now, this at least gives an idea of what I’ve been up to.
Grandma’s desk repainted
What is really fun about this picture is that you get a sense of the mess my living room was in when I was in between craft rooms. It’s a huge room at the front of the house, and it seemed like a good idea to use it for my craft room since I had outgrown the bedroom. Of course, it wasn’t long before the room became totally dysfunctional, and after my son moved to Austin (boo), my husband built me an incredible craft room (yay). The important thing is that this desk now has a home in the guest room and gets the loving care it deserves. I still think of Grandma every time I see the desk.
We moved into our corner farmhouse about fifteen years ago, and it was love at first sight for me. I, of course, agreed to look at lots of houses, but I knew the moment I saw this house, it was the one. When I called to inquire, the realtor told me they had put the for sale sign up that very day, and it was listed below our budget. Below. That never happens to me. I knew it was a match made in heaven.
The upstairs was a converted attic space that was usable, but by no means premium. One summer we gutted the entire thing, insulated it, and built a master suite. I am sharing a couple of pictures of the finished closet because it is amazing. A. Maz. Ing. A dream closet. I’ve purchased a good camera and a camera class, so I intend to take new pictures, but for now, let me share what was one of the nicest things my husband ever did for me.
This is the bedroom side, with the French door leading into the closet. We left the beams exposed and put a wonderful ceiling in.
It’s hard to tell, but each of the racks running down the middle has a rack on the other side, so we have approximately 72 feet of hanging racks. The window seat is surrounded by shoe shelves, and each side has shelves for purses and sweaters. This summer, I sewed cushions and curtains for the window seat, and I will show updated pictures when I post pictures of our bathroom redesign from this summer.