Household upheaval, out with the old, and in with the...older...

I've decided I don't like wicker furniture, like at all.  I found a consignment store here in Norwich to sell it for me. Bye!

There's a whole bunch of excuses as to why I've been TERRIBLE keeping up with my blog, and here they are in bullets!

• My mom's household is gaining a member, which means all my mystery boxes of "I'll sort this later" needed to be dragged out into the woods and set on fire and brought to my place.
• Road trip to PA to visit Brent's family.
• Camera broke while on said road trip!
• My entire Etsy store needed to vacate the spare room because...
• My own household is gaining a member in December, which means all the crap I hauled over from my mom's needs to get the hell out of my living room gooooooooooo, as well as a couch and a bed and ALL THE WICKER FURNITURE and even more furniture...
• But then Brimfield happened.

• I came home with furniture.

My Etsy store, Blithe Button , has been causing problems in my living space since 2008.  I have a large amount of inventory including everything from an entire closet worth of vintage clothing to fragile glassware, and the list goes on, since I sell crafting supplies and hand made jewelry as well.  This all used to be crammed in my office--including a mannequin and four mannequin heads stuffed in the closet.  When I lived in my 450 sq. ft. basement quarters, it was right there with me for a year or so, until I finally rented a storage area.  Granted, this stuff has been collecting dust since mid-2010 because I didn't have time to work on photographing, measuring, & selling, while working as both a mail lady and photographer.  Now one of those jobs is out of the way, and I can work on this in my down time.  Question is, where?

Blithe Button found a permanent home!

 

My grandfather had the solution.  I'd been storing a good amount of the Etsy inventory I have yet to list in their home for a while, so he suggested building shelving and a workspace.  I can still create the hand made jewelry at my home on my custom built crafting desk, but now I have a place to work on the other 2/3 of that store.  I get to decorate that as well, because no one wants a boring workspace.

IKEA stool found at Goodwill for $9!  Just when I needed to find a specific piece of furniture...

The construction phase of that project was finished last week, and I spent all of last Saturday moving inventory and other things over to their place.

   Clothing rack on left= things currently for sale on Etsy.  Rack on right= my to-do list.

(January 2018 update: All clothing was sold to Civvies in New Haven in September 2017.  I really don't have the time to focus on clothing- I'd rather be focusing on buttons!)

Meanwhile, my home is not in any condition to be seen.  I have boxes of things absolutely everywhere downstairs while I wonder "what is all this crap" and "when did I throw everything up in the air and dump that on the floor" and "when was the last time I saw sunlight left the house?"

I think that's enough of a post for now.  I have a growing list of posts to write, including one about the crafting desk I've mentioned probably more than five times since starting this blog, and the orange chair, and the furniture I found while delivering mail, as well as seasonal posts.  Halloween will soon be upon us, and I'm decorating with all new decorations this year.

Quick before & after: adding class to a Home Goods clearance table.

One of the first places I started decorating when I pulled all my wall art out of storage was the entrance next to the front door.  I didn't really know what I wanted to do with the space and until last Friday, there were no pictures hung below the light switch panel.  The wall was entirely blank from there to the floor, where there was a sloppy shoe tray that was never put away after last winter, piled high with my summer sandals and whatever I kicked off when I came in.  I've made it a habit to take my shoes off when I come in because I really hate vacuuming the stairs.

As you can see, now there's a table and a sad gap in photos. I'd been hunting for the perfect table to fit in the space for a few months, but most were too wide or too expensive, and it's not like I was scouring Pier 1 or even Target for the perfect table.  Home Goods...on the other hand...

Home Goods can be hit or miss for me.  Sometimes the clearance furniture is too dinged up and still too expensive and this table was really pushing it for me, at $94.  There was another table, same shape, slightly smaller, no drawers, painted grey, for $69.  I thought the knobs looked cheap.

Cheap knobs = meh.

 Luckily for me, I had just been to Pier 1 that morning, where I had bought a demonic meowing cat pen for Brent and found they were selling glass drawer knobs, which I am a total sucker for.  Lowes and Home Depot glass knobs don't cut it for me--I'll buy them off eBay or Urban Outfitters or even stalk Anthropologie, and now finding Pier 1 sells them as well?

 Glass knobs add class.

It literally took less than five minutes to make such an improvement to a table that was otherwise boring.

 Other things I'm going to do with this table: since it's in the entrance, I'm going to put little holiday themed items here when the time comes, like at Halloween and Christmas. I filled the sad gap with my own art.

Before and After: Antique Doors Become Garden Bench

Last October, I was gearing up to build a large piece of furniture that this post will not be about.  However, I was out scouting for antique doors for it, and happened upon these free Craigslist doors.  (Picture isn't mine, I stole it from the ad).  There was a whole pile of doors, more than 10 of them, and I ended up going home with four and half of a door, even though I'd only needed two for my original project.

Ok, so I might have a tendency to hoard.  Might. Shush.

Once the other piece of furniture was built, I was left with the two green doors and 1/2 door that I couldn't pass up originally, even though I don't like green.  They were an odd size, not full size, and matching, and I really loved them.

Nine months passed and the green doors sat in my grandparents' basement, newly painted with a different green I'd chosen for them because I did have an idea for them that never came to fruition.  My grandfather, busybody that he is, hatched an idea for the doors since he'd lost faith that I'd ever use them.  He also had some leftover wood from another furniture project of mine from 2010.

Meanwhile, my grandmother loves to garden, and recently started picking different places in the yard to sit and enjoy her gardens, and my grandfather wanted to make her a bench, so I let him have the doors and a couple days later, this is what he made:

Old doors have new life as a garden bench.

Now, if only I could come up with an idea for the 1/2 door that's still left...

(January 2018 update: This bench has been pinned on Pinterest more than 40,000 times!  Thank you to all who share this lovely bench.  Unfortunately two trees fell on it in a wind storm last October and so the bench is no more.)

My first huge furniture purchase, ever. Bonus points for age!

On May 31, 2010, I went antiquing.  Yes, well over two years ago.  I went to one of my favorite haunts, the Antiques Marketplace in Putnam, CT.  It's four stories tall and I always manage to find something, even though I don't usually spend more than $100 when I go.  And by the drawing above, you can tell this dresser I'd spotted was WELL out of my price range (because I drew a picture of it instead of buying it...), especially because I had just spent $1000 building a lofted bed, and lived in a room that was 99 square feet (another post, another time, promise!).

However, there was something about this Victorian hotel dresser (circa 1880) I fell in love with from the start.  I like boxes and compartments, and this boasted 14 compartments of all shapes and sizes, each small set with its own different hardware and carving, so many little details, so much craftsmanship...and it was only $1600. 

Lions!

This is the coolest escutcheon I've EVER seen. I can't believe I spelled that correctly on the first try.

It even still had one of its original keys. 

About a year later, the gorgeous dresser was STILL at the marketplace, but with an adjusted price tag: $1800.  They had moved it to another room and started piling knickknacks and books on it, so I had mistakenly thought it sold until I found it.  I guess they had given up on the hopes that anyone would buy it in this economy.

At 7 feet tall and 4 1/2 feet wide, it's a behemoth of bedroom furniture.  WANT. 

Getting divorced freed me from the plain, character-less, no-history, 50's laminate crap bedroom set I so hated, but my ex had actually insisted I not buy the thing so my first act of rebellion (after serving him divorce papers, throwing all his stuff down the stairs, and changing the locks on the apartment) was to BUY THE THING.

So I went back to the Antiques Marketplace, fully expecting to throw down the entire $1800 for the dresser I so coveted if it was still there after all these years.

I got to the marketplace, and it was jam-packed with shoppers, in the middle of its President's Day Weekend sales.  I'd forgotten they were having a sale and was honestly surprised to see so many people.  I found the dresser in a back room behind old books and facing in a different direction from the last time I'd seen it, so it took me a little while.  

When I found it, I was in for a huge surprise.  That $1800 price tag had been replaced with a huge red card marked "SALE: $695".  

Um, what?  $695, and not $1695?  I ran to the front counter and paid for it, right then, right there.  I didn't even know how I would get it home.  I really didn't care. 

But...I have a boyfriend (named Brent) with a big diesel pickup truck and a dad (named Dad).  A week later, they met for the first time, I bought them both breakfast and we went to pick up this fabulous dresser in the freezing cold. And I was curious to see how Brent would react to it, because I had no problems becoming a cat lady if he didn't.

Anyway, somehow Brent and Dad managed to get this up the stairs in no time flat, without fatalities.  

And here it was on the day it came home.

I didn't just buy this piece to look at, so I filled it with clothes.  Though it's beautiful, I need to put things on it as well like lamps and jewelry and vases and knickknacks. 

Other purchases from the Antiques Marketplace include the ruffled dish left of center (used for bracelets and brooches), and the depression glass ashtray with German advertising (I took German in high school/college and it was $5!).

I have never once regretted buying this piece. (January 2018 update: I have now owned this dresser almost six years.  It has survived two moves, and still reigns supreme over all my bedroom furniture.)