A few years ago I was scared of you. I thought you wouldn't work well for me. I don't know why. Now, I kinda love you. In a very platonic, I appreciate all that you've done for me way. I don't know if there is a room in our house that you haven't improved (maybe the bathroom).
You've helped me paint letters:
You turned this lamp from something ugly:
to something pretty:
Together we transformed an olive oil bottle to decor:
You've even worked on Luke's toys to make them less...yellow:
You've helped me with gallery walls (here and here):
And transforming a lot of picture frames:
And there's my iced tea jar that looks a lot less pickley now (always good, especially when it comes to tea):
I am thrilled when I can first pull you out again in the year. I check temps frequently for many reasons but also so I know when I can spray paint (darn 65° suggestion). I am thrilled when it's finally warm enough and I can start to paint ALL THE THINGS that I've been thinking about during the winter. This year I was even using you in February which is AWESOME. Although today, I couldn't pull you out when I reallllllly wanted to and it's March.
You rival fabric for my favorite craft purchase and that's some pretty stiff competition judging by my stash of both of you. I have a hard time resisting, especially on clearance. I can justify buying almost any shade of blue or green and was extra excited to find you in rose gold and coral, two of my recent color obsessions, even if I don't know what I'll be using them for. Keep being awesome and I'm sure I'll always find a way to use you. You've made me house prettier in many ways. I'll never forget that.
XOXO,
Me.
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