No, not like that! More like oh no, I’ve run out again….must make another trip to Wal-Mart…now!
It’s been hot this summer. Sweltering. I’ve got no energy, and no desire to do anything. So, in an effort to try to pull my self out of this funk, I had to find something to do. Since my trip to Tahiti has been put on the back burner for a while, I had to come up with a Plan B. So I pulled out my mental To Do list, because I trashed the one on the refrigerator a couple of years ago.
Being the frugal person that I am, there’s always some kind of project laying around
for years waiting to be redone. Macy, my 4 year old, has been asking me for a year or so, why she doesn’t have a footboard on her bed. I didn’t have the heart to tell her the truth…”because mom never actually finishes anything she starts.” Well, I have good intentions, it just doesn’t always work out right. For instance, I found a bedroom set at a garage sale for $85 a couple of summers ago. There was a queen size headboard, footboard and side rails, a dresser, mirror and a nightstand. I started out sanding and painting the dresser, but soon realized my painting skills sucked and needed honing it was too big for her room. So the most beautiful dresser I had ever seen was sold on Craiglist for $160 (that’s right almost twice as much as I paid for the whole set). I did manage to paint the headboard, but never actually got the second coat of paint on the bed rails or footboard. Not just because I’m lazy, but because it was a queen size bed, and Macy’s full size mattress and box springs wasn’t going to work, since the bed wasn’t adjustable. So, this my dear Macy is why you didn’t have a footboard… until now.
In my staging
antics endeavors, I did some bartering for a full size, antique bed. It had a headboard, and a footboard. As soon as it hit the garage, in February, Macy decided she needed it in her room. It was quite dirty, and needed a whole lotta cleaning before it was going to be dragged into the house. So, fast forwad to July, a short 5 months later…I’m scrounging around looking for something to do. Lillie’s room is almost finished, and Macy’s bugging me to redo hers, too. So I invite my partner in junking sister over to come hang out and help motivate me to do something. I have grand ideas, just no follow-through. So we spent couple of hours in my kitchen sanding furniture…did I mention it’s a bazillion degrees outside? I found a tarp and some cinderblocks to hold it down and prop up furniture while I paint.
We take a lunch break and eat some yummy Mexican food, and then make a trip to Wal-mart for some spray paint. Originally, this was going to be a cheap project. We were gonna buy the $1 and something cans of paint. Well, I didn’t want glossy white furniture, more of a satin look was what I had in mind. So, what had I envisoned as a cheap project soon tripled in price. Donna and I had done some rumaging through the garage earlier, and she spied a comforter she wanted. I paid $12 for it, so she said she’d buy me $12 worth of spray paint. Sounds like a plan, so $24 later (have I told you lately you’re my favorite sister?), we head home and start painting. It’s hot outside, but we were on a mission to get something done, and now we were armed with paint! Lillie’s desk, and Macy’s headboard and footboard got a couple of coats of satin white paint. We decided it needed to cure out in the sun all day, and maybe add another coat of paint the next day. Sounds like a plan.
I ran to Wal-mart and picked up a couple more cans paint, and gave everything a once over. I leaned the headboard against the gate and fence to sun bake, shut the garage door and went inside while everything dried. My friend called and asked if the girls could come play with her kids. Sure they can! So, we grab our shoes and head out the back door and out the back gate…you know the one with the headboard leaning against it on the other side…. I open the gate and give it a push, because it always drags a little, and SLAM! “What was that?” my kids yell. My heart sank, I knew immediately that 2 days of sanding and painting on this perfect piece of furniture, was all for not. I picked up the headboard, surveyed the damage, leaned it against the fence. I dropped the girls off…and then swung by Wal-Mart…again. I got home did some minor cosmetic surgery, with a little sand paper and wood filler, and another can of satin white. (Dear Krylon, Just doing my part to help out the troubled stock market.) Ok, so 27 cans of paint later, I get Lillie’s desk and chair in her room, and take Macy’s headboard and footboard into her room.
After drying all night and most of the next day, I set up the headboard, attach the metal rails, then the footboard. I put the box springs on, and then the mattress. Oh crap! I forgot the eyelet dust ruffle. So, I scoot the mattress off to the floor, put the dust ruffle on, and start sliding the mattress back on top. Klunk! the box springs fell to the floor. “Dang it!” So I pick up the phone and call my hubby. “Mike, I need you to cut me some slats for Macy’s new bed!” Being the awesome Dad that he is, he came home and pulled the box springs out of the rails where I had left it in disgust, measured for the boards, and made a trip to Lowe’s. By the time dropped the girls off at VBS and got back home, he had already gone and gotten the slats, and put the bed back together. Thank you, dear! I just had to put the sheets and quilt back on, and take a picture, or two.
- My baby has a footboard