I walk past the above shop window two or three times a week on my way through to the top end of our town. It's fondly called a shop of "Collectables", a very eclectic and ever changing collection of second hand items ranging from large pieces of furniture down to small items of bric-a-brac. I don't often go into this shop because as you can see it is chockablock full of stuff and impossible to enter with a pushchair. But I can never resist pressing my nose up against the window and scrutinising the contents which change almost daily as things get bought and sold.
On this particular day a month or so ago, I was on the opposite side of the road when that flash of gorgeous greeny-blue caught my eye. I was pulled towards it, powerless to resist. I saw it was an old painted chest of drawers and although I wasn't actually in need of a chest of drawers, I just had this feeling that they were meant to be mine. So I bobbed in to take a closer look although of course I knew in my heart that they already belonged to me. The colour alone had swung it instantly.
Two days later, a white van arrived at number 24, and I became the ecstatic owner of a new-old chest of drawers...yaaaayyyyyyy!!!!!
I absolutely love-love-love this bit of new-old furniture! It's made of old pine, painted in the most gorgeous colour (my Ultimate Favourite Colour of All Time) which I now very poshly call "Tiffany Blue". I love the shape of the feet, don't you?? Darling!!
Because I made this purchase on complete impulse and purely due to the colour-love thing, it was actually a bit of a shock to find quite a substantial piece of furniture arriving in our narrow hallway. For a while we didn't quite know where to put it or what to do with it. At first I thought it might sit at the back of our dining room and provide a home for the rather large gathering of art and craft supplies that belong to the Little People. But then J had the rather ace idea of using it to accommodate our television screen/media centre thingy (which is actually a computer as opposed to a proper television). That way it would elevate the screen, crucially making it out of bounds for Little Hands. The drawers could then be used to house dvd's, remote controls, keyboard/mousey and various other bits and bobbles which relate to the tv/computer set up.
So there it sits now, doing a Very Useful Job and adding a beautiful dash of desirable Tiffany Blue to the alcove there. I do need to re-paint the handles at some stage as the metallic purple doesn't quite do it for me....I'm thinking of making each one a different colour. Of course!
Weekend before last, we also took possession of another piece of furniture, this time in the form of an old writing desk. It's been in J's family for a long while but was no longer wanted, so we did the decent thing and adopted it. I'm not actually a fan of dark wood furniture, or precious furniture that needs to be preserved and treated nicely (I definitely prefer the shabby, worn look that can take some neglect), but this desk is very charming indeed. The fact that it immediately became MY desk has really made me very happy, I hadn't realised how much I missed having a desk-of-my-very-own until this sweet little thing arrived.
So I now have myself a very cosy little corner at the back of the dining room where I can sit and write, and it's also lovely to be able to lay things out and not have to clear them away again before each meal. My wonderful chair is at the back there too and I love sitting here in the evening time...it makes for a wonderful end-of-day hooky spot when I don't want to be in front of the TV.
I treated myself to this cute little pink table lamp from Ikea too, the bright LED spotlight is perfect for illuminating the hooky work at night.
My muscari (grape hyacinths) are growing away beautifully on the windowsill behind My Desk look, the first tight little flower buds are just appearing. And the "green face" propped up behind my paperweights is a picture Little Lady drew me ages ago, it's a picture of Me apparently, with very glamorous looking eyelashes. My eyelashes in real life are disappointingly short and sparse but I try not to dwell on that particular short coming.
Right-oh, time to bob off now and get a few jobs done while Little B sleeps...be back again soon!