So where have I been? I give you three posts over as many days and then nothing! Nada! Here’s why…….

Do you remember the kitchen my lovely husband built me? (For those new to my blog look in the my home tag)……

It was backed up against the pantry wall and we decided that our kitchen was just too dark because we only had small high windows letting the light in. So the Sunday after my last post about Eurovision (and perhaps due to the amount of alcohol we had drunk during Eurovision!!) we decided (as we do!) sod it!! Lets knock the wall down between the pantry and the kitchen and have a big kitchen with more light. Let’s strike whilst the iron is hot!

Did we care that we were also beginning the renovation of the spare bedroom, with the tons of furniture and God knows what in it? Not us! No! Why should we care…. Even though the clowns were screaming to be ripped from the walls and the room looked like this…

So the boy went for it, hangover and all, and here he is starting the chaos!!

And here he is after four hours hammering and drilling shoveling the debris…

We like to be spontaneous so we left the fridge, the ornaments, the shabby chic cabinet (which is now a little more shabby chic after lumps of concrete fell on it, trust me it just adds to the overall picture!) in place, gung ho! We say gung ho! (We must be bloody mad!!)

And here it is now after he got his kango out (Noo…. all you Kenneth Williams wannabees it is a large drill for those who may be thinking it was something else!!)

Please note the Welshy posing for you, to add enhancement to the look!!

The boy did good, but we have had cement and rubble everywhere and at one point, because we were busy with clients, I had rubble in my kitchen for over three days, my house looked like a “before” house prior to the obsessive compulsive cleaners coming in to clean it, and I think that they may have run screaming from the scene!

But it didn’t end there because behind the wall were the open stairs to the cellar so Rich had to put a floor in to cover them, again the boy did good…

But it still does not end there (No! I hear you cry) because for those who have been reading my blog you will know that Rich and I don’t want a traditional off the shelf kitchen, we want it to look as if it has evolved, we want it to look like a traditional working country kitchen. So we are not putting fitted cupboards in but we do have the table that Rich made (many moons ago .. see my posts for October 2015) which was kitchen worktop we had left over and that is being screwed to the wall, the bookshelves have been put on top and all will be shabby chic’ed to the max in a lovely pale grey. We have spent most of today moving furniture around to get it right and allow space and the maximum amount of light to come through the windows (as well as some cats that have also taken to coming through the windows to avoid the Welshies!!)

And we chose to do all of this in temperatures of over thirty degrees, as well as work, meet new clients and try and fight through our garden due to hedgehogs and Welshies(look out for the upcoming post, that is another story!)

We are knackered!!

But the light in my kitchen is brilliant and although I don’t have time to decorate in the near future I love the space I have. Rich now has to block the wall up that was over the stairs that lead to the cellar before the winter and we all freeze to death.

Why don’t I have time to decorate the kitchen because I have also spent three days over the last few weeks stripping the clowns from the bedroom wall and have this chaos to deal with before friends come over mid June!!

My job also includes finally starting to shabby chic my floors as I have done for someone else, because I love the look and if I don’t do it now I never will

I promise I will be posting again this week, I have a reflective post that is dear to my heart and it is on it’s way.

Have a good week

Moisy

This is the view from where I sit in bed. I love it because this tree is so old, and could teach me many things, it sways gently in the breeze and I sit and watch it, watch the birds landing in it, and it just grounds me. That is why it has been so important for me to be back in my bedroom, I have missed this and, at times, have felt really stressy these past few weeks.

So here it is folks, I won’t keep you in suspense any longer, our new bedroom.

Our bed, with the wall that caused so much strife behind it. We have put up an old rustic shelf we bought over from the uk, and yes I do like lots of pillows!

Then there is our old blanket box, I treasure this because my late mum bought this for me. I’ve painted it a slate grey and then dry brushed with my lilac/ pink chalk paint. The old radiator has come out, so it will fit under the window, and the wall has finally dried out.

The rocking chair is going to be pale grey I think, but that’s a job for after Christmas.

Then we have my wonderful husbands idea. We have the chimney breast going up through our room, and Rich came up with the idea of making a faux fireplace, we put up another old shelf we had brought over with us (sad I know but we love old things, and their patina of age, so it had to be done.) the small shelf above it was a gift years ago from my dear friend Mary (she does love a bargain, and always seems to keep me in mind), who also bought me the star and lights, now taking pride of place. The angel garland was a gift from my dear friend Lorraine, many years ago; and that is the thing about doing this kind of adventure, you have to pack your memories away, the things that people have bought you over the years, the things that make you smile. Often it is some time before you see them again, and when they start to come out they make you smile all over again.

You can see Rich’s tall boy, I’ve given that and the mirror by it a slightly industrial distressed feel, and our MDF unit underneath has been given a new lease of life, with some pale grey chalk paint dry brushed with a retro shade of bright pink.

So it’s finally done, and sitting here, it has been worth every bit of hard work. I have put lighting features throughout the room, which include the glow from the electric stove (no Heating required, just the effect!) so I have Included some night time photos.

I would love to hear your comments on my recent instalment of our adventure, and thought I might suggest, in this festive season, that we have a bit of a game. See if you can spot the memories that I have now retrieved from their boxes. There is the angel “holding his heart”, as my lovely husband told me when he gave it to me as an anniversary gift, the lilac angel, that my sister bought me many years ago, now in her rightful place. There is the sparkling star that my wonderful friend Mary bought me as a leaving gift when I started this adventure, she told me it was “because you shine so brightly.” Look out for the rusty star my husband bought me from this Shaker shop, and the apothecary chest bought by my dear friend Russel. It has finally found it’s home. Then there is a cross stitch that our wonderful friend Terri made us, when we renewed our wedding vows, you will not be able to read it but it says ” a wedding is an event, a marriage is anachievement.” And finally there is a picture of an angel in a silver frame, another gift from my friend Mary.

Enjoy, and please, folks, I would live to hear your comments.

moisy

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