I should never promise to post things the next day, as things have a way of not working out. Finishing up the coffee table took a bit longer than expected because I skipped one very important step (especially when you have two dogs in the house) — wiping the table down before polyurethaning the piece of furniture. By skipping this step I got tons of dog hair in the final finish and had to sand it, do some touch up painting and then polyurethane it a second time. Stupid. After all of that, I’m very happy with how it turned out, although we do need to seek out some new knobs asap.
About a month ago, I scored a great deal at the Salvation Army — $10 for a huge, solid coffee table. It was beat up, with bumps and scrapes and most noticeably a corner that had fallen off and then been poorly reattached. Still, I knew I had to have it as soon as I saw it because I had come to hate our laminate topped coffee table which was peeling on the edges and wanted something sturdier, ideally with a drawer for remotes, which this one does have! Continue reading
The difference that 1.5 cans of paint + 9 hours of painting can make in a house is absolutely incredible. After I first started painting for a bit on Thursday, Jason & I spent a romantic Valentine’s Day evening painting … Continue reading
It’s 9:15pm and Jason just had to practically force me to stop painting. I am not someone who enjoys painting, despite the frequency in which I do decide that painting is necessary. After painting the doors white last month, I swore that I would not voluntarily start another painting project in this house (I still have to finish painting the upstairs room… That room will be the death of me with its wood paneling that is impossible to cover up) & yet here I am, freakishly excited for another painting project.
The only constant in life is change, right? I think that’s how the saying goes. Well, Jason & I recently realized that as much as we (I) would like to sell our house and upgrade to something newer, nicer, bigger and in a better part of town, financially it’s just not in the cards right now. For some reason, no one in our neighborhood has been paying their mortgages for the past few years and suddenly we’ve been overrun with houses that are short-sales, foreclosures, estate sales, etc. (side note: this is an exaggeration, there are people who do pay their mortgages in our neighborhood). What this means for us is that in order to sell our house we would have to take a hit on it in addition to throwing more money into it in order to get people interested in it in the first place. You see where this is going… we’re trapped. Continue reading