Case in point...
That being said, everything, including the cat has been smothered in Annie Sloan. I have nothing.left.to.paint. So now I shop yard sales, craigslist, estate sales (dead people have the coolest shit) and my favorite... roadsideia. My grandma always used that term for pretty flowers and weeds that you pick along the road to pretty up your home. Now I have repurposed that term to mean crappy junk that you find on the side of the road to bring back to your house and paint to pretty up your home.
So, when I should be working, or cleaning, or trying to get my four year old to stop flushing entire rolls of toilet paper, I venture on in to the garage to find some inspiration.
Took a regular pallet, had the hubs pull off some of the slats and use to create the bottoms of the shelves, add some paint and some spices, voila! Now if I can just remember to water them...
You are just as creative with your writing skills as you are with your Roadsideia!! Very cute pic of Katelynn.....
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