Well, hello. My husband and I went away to a wedding this weekend. I literally danced until my feet hurt. I don’t know if “hurt” is a good word for the pain I felt. I actually took off my shoes and walked through parking lots. I figured stepping on a piece of glass couldn’t be any more painful than what I was already feeling! 🙂
Here’s the good news. On the way home from the wedding (4 hours away–eeks), I told him my plans for the mudroom. What I didn’t tell you, my little blog friends, is that my plans now involve custom lockers where our otherwise BORING boot bench is now. Can’t you just imagine?
I have a problem with usually knowing exactly what I want. I know the specific look that I want, and it’s really quite difficult to find it without drawing it out. The above set is my favorite, but I want really big, black hooks, and I want the drawers to pull out like the lockers below. Love that stained seat, too!
This one’s pretty close to perfect, but again…I want drawers on the bottom. Oh, and BIGGER hooks! And I want it taller!! Okay, not so perfect, I guess.
I actually think this one is just too cutesy, but I did think it was neat how the owner has an additional space to decorate in the above cubbies. Hmmm…And this one? You’re thinking, “There aren’t even any lockers!”. I know, but I think it’s really nice. I just love the colors she used. Those cabinets are actually from Ikea, and she painted/tweaked them a bit to blend into the decor of the room. Huh. Who knew?
After the little dream show, I should continue to tell you that when I ran this concept by my husband he said, “Well, I like the idea of the custom lockers, but I don’t like the idea of spending the money for them”. He said YES!!! Okay, well maybe not yes. He did, however, NOT say no. Don’t you love how I can spin that? It’s an art form.
So there you go. A post about a husband who didn’t say no. And a post about a wife who took that as a yes. Either way, the room will be painted. That’s a start. I’m off to bed, because this contributing citizen has JURY DUTY tomorrow. I get sick to my stomach everytime I think about it. I’ve never gone. I’ll let you know what big murder trial I’m sitting in on. 😉