The renovation that wouldn’t end has finally come to an end. As I was looking back over the pictures to prepare this post, I realize it’s taken a YEAR to get this 4′ x 8′ space finish. In our defense, we’ve had a pretty busy year and the half bathroom was just not a priority. We did hear some grumblings from the teenagers that frequent our home, because they had to hoof it up the steps to use the facilities, but other than that, it didn’t inconvenience anyone.  Nevertheless, it’s finally finished. Here’s how it started… …well, THIS is actually how it started the day we moved in…     …but I really prefer to block that carpet entirely out of my memory.   We put down the sticky-back black tile (after removing the carpet, of course) until we could afford something better and I did the best with the space

There are times when I find something and I know it’s junk.  I know I might not be able to salvage it, but I think it’s worth a shot.  This chair is one of those pieces.  I found it at Lucketts, marked down to $25 from $70.  I knew immediately why it was discounted.  It had a fabulous shape, was painted a great green, but…   …well, you can see the problem in this blurry iPhone picture.  It had a wonky leg.  Two wonky legs, actually, but one was really bad.   This chair really needs to be taken apart and entirely rebuilt, but, me being an impatient person and knowing this chair wasn’t worth major surgery, I worked on it to get it sured up.  That involved undoing previous repairs, gluing the joints and then putting in some strategically placed screws.      I then reupholstered it in an

I’m sorry for disappearing for a day! It’s so rare for me not to post, but I’ve been working on a special (and very exciting/terrifying) project and it took all of my time yesterday. I’ve been in video-uploading, picture editing, error-receiving purgatory and just didn’t have time to get a post up. I also spent three hours (and a ridiculous sum of money) at the hair salon yesterday. I’ve never had my hair properly and professionally colored and I decided it was finally time. Mary, the miracle worker, swapped out the brassy blonde color-from-a-box for a color closer to my natural shade. It was quite a shock for me, since I’ve been bright blonde my entire life (expect for a brief period when I was the victim of a terrible goth-blackberry color of red.) She colored it a dark blonde and with warm blonde highlights. The base color ended up