Getting It Done . . .

I found and then bought incredible fabric this week. It looks like this:

It’s not cheap. I would love a bedspread made of this stuff, but unless something really surprising happens, that won’t happen, too expensive. We have an umbra duvet, which we got years ago on last markdown sale at BB & B, the only way we could afford it. Works great in winter; we don’t use a duvet in summer.

So, okay. Accent wall – right? Hang a length of the fabric on a wall to be spectacular. Look on pinterest. And do you know what most accent walls on pinterest are? Horizontal wooden planks.

MY ENTIRE HOUSE LOOKS LIKE THAT!!!

Excuse me for the outburst.

Okay, so I’m bucking a trend — nothing new. A wall of horizontal planking isn’t an accent wall here; it IS the wall.

This doesn’t help me figure out what to do with my spectacular fabric. I guess it goes into the “tbd” pile. The “to be determined” pile is getting pretty big! There’s asst. things for carrying stuff, accent pieces, and a silk rug (yes, silk, I got it used. Oddly enough, its colors work with the fabric. Except of course that isn’t odd at all, as I like what I like.)

The other fabric I’m in love with isn’t as expensive or colorful, but I like it just as much. It looks like this:

It isn’t cheap either, no bedspread. I’ll break down and buy some no doubt, but I haven’t decided for what/how much.

(Both photos came from fabric.com. I bought the fabric at a local indy shop.)

Yesterday, I had lunch with a friend before I bought the fabric. Then I went antiquing, ending up at one of my former boss’s fave stores.

I was looking for inspiration. I found one thing I would have bought, if there’d been two of them, on the way home, but there was only 1, so I abstained. The project needs two or an alternate design and I wanted to talk to DH before I dove into yet another project — we have too many now.

Getting ready for one of the next moves means cleaning another area of the kitchen. Starting that, I discovered the large lot of mixed hardware, from the parts drawers we’ve bought over the years. Some of it should get altered (upcycled if you will) into new things. The odd bits can for the dump has a thick layer of screws and nuts in it — to go today. About a double fistful. If I was still counting, it would be wonderful, each screw would be one item — but I didn’t count!

More progress, slow, but steady.

DH is emptying the kitchen space he uses for hobby supplies. That meant moving his cabinet, and underneath that was a mess of dust bunnies and other archeological finds. The floor needed to be cleaned, and was.

There are three “boat anchors” in the house, actually pieces of furniture, hiding in corners:

1. Our old oak table, antique, British, needs work, won’t fit in the back of the wagon, only on top. It’s in the kitchen. If we really dive into the kitchen cleaning, we may be able to weasel it out of the corner. It needs to be cleaned and then delivered to the antique shop.
2. The couch, in our bedroom, needs to go to the living room. Blocked in by boxes ‘o stuff and even if it wasn’t, I can’t get it down the stairs by myself.
3. The “daddy chair” which needs reupholstering. It’s moving out next Thursday to the friend’s shop where she’ll help me get it done. Yay!!!

So, the new cabinet is set up. A reveal happened where it’s located (old term from when I was counting). The old cabinet is on the lawn, awaiting cleaning. (Put aside for the moment, cleaned.) We’ll see if the new one works the way it’s supposed to in the next day or so. (24 hours later — so far so good!) If so, the new space will be shared between us, DH’s supplies will go back into it and I get to use the rest. (His stuff is back in there; we’ll see if I get the rest of the space, soon!)

I need my sewing machine! The old one works, mostly, but it’s frustrating to use. The new one needs its refurbishing finished. Either we need to buy parts and do the repairs, or we need to take it to the sewing/vac place and let them do it. Either way, the new machine isn’t usable, and I wish it was! I may move my old one elsewhere to see if that solves some of the problems, mostly related to how dark this house is.

The house is so dark even with the lights on that DH asked me this morning, “Were Al & Beth vampires?” (The people who built the house.) Lighting the place adequately has been an issue since we moved in. It’s on the long-term Fix it! list.