When you have a booth in an antique mall, they generally have one night a week where vendors are allowed to come in after hours to fluff and update their booth spaces. Wednesday nights are the designated dealer nights at Camas Antiques, and it's always a good time.
Junkers are bringing in new old stuff, and moving things around. The aisles are full of furniture and boxes, and people are chatting and checking out each others treasures. (My booth has taken on a definite Halloween-papercraft theme.)
Okay, so I am much more a harvest decore kind of girl than a Halloween diva, but I do like a few touches here and there, with more of an Edgar Allen Poe sort of feel than a Beetlejuice or Stephen King-esque slant to my touches.
(For me, the only exception for more color this time of year is on my little party crows, or if I'm making something for the grand-kiddos.)
I've been gettin' my nearly-nightly craft on the past coupe of weeks, and every Halloween paper craft I've created has inspired another to follow.
I love it when that happens.
Banners of all sizes, and party crows from here to the other side of the bridge to Portland, and most recently, petite gift boxes, perfectly sized to hold candy corn, or a fabulous cookie, or a gift card, or bracelet, or...well any little treat of favor you can think of.
These ghoulishly sweet kraft paper boxes made me think of a fun Halloween themed dinner or cocktail party, or maybe a luncheon with my gal-pals from my big girl job, and that started me thinking about table scapes. (Yep, it's that same old if-you-give-a-moose-a-muffin thing I do...) Table scapes made me think about designing coordinating bingo cards to tuck into nooks and crannies, or water goblets on the table.
Oh, can you just see that?
Yeah, kinda sorta something like that.
I'll have all of this in my booth tomorrow, and in my etsy shop as well, by Friday.
Who knew Halloween could be so inspirational?
The vintage faire last Saturday was fabulous, but you'll have to just take my word for it, 'coz we were so busy that I never took a single photo.
The weather was perfect, the shoppers were friendly, and we had a great time.
At the end of the day, we loaded the few remaining items and then last night I took a few things to Camas Antiques to add to my booth.
I'll most likely be back there tomorrow after work with more, because this Friday is First Friday!
If you’ve been reading my blog from back in the early days, you might remember that I have a thing for dishes.
I thought I gotten it under control when I switched to using my all white Pfaltzgraff dishes for all of my tablescapes, and for the most part, I have.
(I mean, if you don’t count the number of vintage silver and glass serving pieces I continue to hoard collect.)
Yesterday I stumbled upon these oh-so-charming dishes, and I very nearly melted in a puddle of oohs and aahs on the floor just looking at the abundance of sweet detail work.
(Do you see that sweet little bud there?)
I managed to score two place settings and they will be going into my booth tomorrow, as they will be looking for a forever home, since I cannot justify keeping them.
(I may change my mind on that though…)
I got moved into my new booth space last Friday, just in time for the holiday weekend. I didn't get it quite as full as I had hoped, but I was in a bit of a time crunch, since it was First Friday, and the store was going to be open later than usual, and I didn't want to be in the shoppers way.
Still, I was pleased with the outcome, and I began prepping for Wednesday night (known as Dealer Night at Camas Antiques, where you are welcome to come in after closing and fluff up your booth to your heart's content.
Which I did, last night.
Can you see some subtle differences between Friday and last night?
I am having too much fun!
And you are probably thinking I need to make up my mind once and for all about being a junker.
And I did just that, when I moved into my sweet little alcove in the basement there. If there ever was any doubt in my mind at all that I belong in an antique mall...in my favorite-est antique mall...it has been squelched. Moving back into a booth space in the basement has been such an adventure. The challenge of the narrow booth shape, without divider walls, and the lower ceiling...a thrilling blank canvas to inspire me so much that some nights I have struggled to fall asleep because I have too many ideas.
Thrifting is in my blood.
Having left the mall (twice before) because I felt that my life was just too busy, and this was the one expendable thing on the list, and then missing it so much that I came back, has lead me to discover that this is actually the thing that keeps my creative juices flowing, and fills a happy place in my heart. (I seem to take the long route to learning things sometimes.)
It feeds my soul.
The entire process, from yard saling and thrift store shopping, to paper crafting, and display set up, to hearing someone tell me how much they love my stuff. (Can I quote Jerry Maguire here and say that it completes me? Too sappy?)
I'm wiser now. I've learned my lesson, and the lesson is this: Junkin' and creating, and stockpiling random pieces of furniture and rusty, tarnished metal pieces, turns out to be who I really truly am. Leaving oodles and toodles of piles of scraps of paper, and ribbons, and glitter, all over my home is how I roll, and I need to embrace that part of myself.
Because when I am working on these things, I am energized in a way that I cannot put into words. (If you're a junker, you know what I am saying.)
So, last night, I moved (One. Last. Time.) upstairs to my new booth in Camas Antiques. (I got moved out from downstairs, and I will be at the mall today in the morning fluffing up my new booth....completed booth pictures to come!)
Full circle you could say.
I'm excited, and inspired, and ever so grateful to JoAnn for having faith in me, and offering up this fabulous opportunity.
Come see my booth...come see everything at the shop...it's First Friday, so they'll be open late!
I have more ideas than time it seems.
And I suffer from a condition know as "Yes-I'd-love-to-do-that" which keeps me in a constant state of not enough hours in my day..week..life.
(Insert embarrassed shoulder shrug and bewildered sigh.)
It's very-nearly-almost the fourth of July, and I am looking forward to an activity packed three day weekend! (See above condition...) I thought a vintage inspired little banner would be a fun addition to the inside of the motor home, and in the process, I made some extra small flags that are made to be folded so you can wrap them around paper straws, or toothpicks to stick in burger buns, or cupcakes. Likewise, the flags can be cut in half and used solo, as I did here on a-sweet-little-garden-seedling-peat-pot-turned-nut-cup.
The e-kit is in my etsy shop, and is an instant download, (so no waiting until the very last minute!) and can be printed on any kind of paper you like. (I personally have a thing for old book pages, as you have probably noticed.) The great thing is that you can make them as plain or foofied-up as you like. It's up to you.
I have hard copies of the banner for purchase in my little booth at Camas Antiques, and I am pretty smitten with them. (Even if they are arriving the week before the holiday weekend. There's still plenty of time to get your love of America showcased around your house, or motorhome, or tent, or whatever.
We went on a fun little RV roadtrip this past weekend, and I was lucky enough to get to make a pit stop at a Goodwill Thrift Store in Tillamook.
Then, on Sunday, I popped in at my local Goodwill (since I was out of town on Saturday, and missed the local yard sales) and was thrilled to land more treasures.
I finished off my weekend with the creme' de le creme' of the weekend; a vintage nine foot wooden folding ladder, discovered on Craigslist, right here in the 'Couve. (In mint condition, no less.)
Most of this will be going in my booth at Camas Antiques, but some of it will be staying at my home, as I am building stock as I get ready to launch (finally) the vintage rental business I have been wanting to do for...well, longer than I planned, way back when. (Remember my idea here? and here??) I am feeling like it is coming together,a nd at long last, I will be wrapping up the website to get things official.
(Be still my junk-lovin' heart!)
Wednesday night was dealer night at Camas Antiques, and I was busy adding a couple sweet finds from a convent that was being demolished. Mmm hmm, see that charming little arched medicine cabinet? My daughter scored two of them this past week the night before the building was to be demolished, and if I had found a place in my cottage for one of them to
fit, they wouldn't have made it to my booth.
A few more treasures made their way to my booth space as well.....
...and I am working on a few painted items that will be added to the space next week.
This is all too fun!
Last night was dealer night at Camas Antiques, which means you can go down and restock and rearrange your booth space after hours. It's always a lot of fun, because you cna say hi and catch up with all of your junk friends.
I added several new small items,a nd rearranged a few things. Can you see a difference from the way it looked a week
The last five or six days have been a blur of happy chaos. I was getting ready to build out and fully stock my booth by Friday morning, and then be ready for our inaugural motor home get away on Saturday, as well as one of the grands birthday celebrations.
Let's start with the build out of my booth space for Camas Antiques, shall we?
Wednesday is dealer's night which meant the store closed at 6:00, but all the dealers are able to fluff and fill their booths until 11:00 at night or so. I got my Rock n' Roll Buddy to help me schlep down a ginormous weathered eight foot long white weathered picnic table and benches down to the store, and then down to the basement. It was at this point we realized the picnic set was far to big for my booth.
We decided to leave it in place, and headed back home, while I would try to decide what to do.
We then hopped back in the car and drove over the bridge to the airport, because The Other Tracey was flying in to lend her creative expertise. (Exciting, I know! It was so much fun, and I am still pinching myself that we coordinated her short, fabulous trip with only six days planning.)
Once The Other Tracey arrived, we ran back down to Camas Antiques to assess the giant table and bench situation, and tackle my ceiling idea for my booth. Agreeing that the table would indeed need to come back home, (After we would use it as a scaffolding for doing the ceiling work) we started with my newsprint with scalloped edges idea, up there by the black painted basement ceiling.
Sadly, what I envisioned in my head did not translate onto the joists of the low ceiling. The paper crumpled, and creased, and refused to cooperate. I tried the rag-tagged shabby twinkly lights with the bad paper and with out, and for some reason, it now more resembled more of a weird Hawaiian lei, or possibly a very long feather boa, but nothing even remotely close to what I was after.
Mildly frustrated and tired, (but having the times of our lives, if that makes any sense at all) we left the shop at 11:00 and headed to my home for the night, brainstorming about the challenges the ceiling presented. The Other Tracey had an idea. (She is a masterful visionary!) What if we replaced the newsprint with a ruffled bed skirt?
Now you're talkin'.
(She's brilliant like that.)
I squealed as I envisioned it, and, thankyouJesus, I had a spare white ruffled bed skirt in the closet. We left my cottage at 8:00 or so the next morning, and whipped into Home Depot for a staple gun to attach the bed skirt to the ceiling.
Another fiasco, as we managed to have not one, but two staple guns (one electric, one manual) that malfunctioned.
Long story, getting longer here, we finally got one of the staple guns to cooperate and ...voila! The bed skirt idea was a success.
The rag twinkle lights were swagged across the beams as well. They looked even better than I had envisioned it to look originally! We both stood back admiring our work far longer than we probably should have, but we were so excited to see it beginning to come together that we couldn't help ourselves.
The Sewing Queen was on hand, (thanks Mom!) busily hand tying dictionary pages together for the side wall with small strips of embroidery thread.(I got this idea long ago from a post Debbie Dusenberry did on her Curious Sofa Blog.)
Before we hung the book pages, we first assembled the left side wall out of shredded sheets, with a printed vintage photo....
and then tackled the book page wall....
(Do you love it?)
We stopped many times to admire our work.
Once the ceiling and walls were sufficiently foofified, we lugged the huge picnic table and benches upstairs and outside to sit for the day while we ran to my home to get my truck, loaded with large pieces for my booth.
A couple of trips later we were carrying in boxes and tubs of smaller items. (By this point it was well past 8:00 on Thursday night.)
Friday morning we were up and out the door at 8:00 to pick up some pillow forms at Walmart and get to Camas Antiques by 9:00 to price items and do a bit more tweaking before the anniversary sale began at 10:00.
(We did it!)
I was thrilled when on of the first shoppers in the store bought the charming sofa table across the back wall of my booth just ten minutes after the store opened. (Thankfully, she wasn't taking it until late in the day...) We left to hit a few thrift shops then and circled back to my home to pick up a sweet little wicker desk and chair to replace the table that sold.
We moved the sold table out and then loaded in the desk, and re-fluffed the booth as the store was getting ready to close Friday evening, and we felt pretty tickled with the work we had done.
I know none of this would have come together this way, were it not for my dear sweet friend, full of her over-the-top creativity and killer skills at putting things together in such a charming way.
Okay, I am the first to admit that prepping for my booth space has kind of taken over my evenings lately, as you can tell from my recent blog posts. I was out picking up a couple of key big items that will be for sale and display last weekend, and when I arrived home from work last night, a package was waiting for me on my porch.
Be still my heart.
I was thrilled to find that my roll of 36 inch wide newsprint shipped so quickly, and I could hardly wait to begin cutting scallops along the edges of it.
I'll bet you can't guess what this latest project is that I am working on for my booth space.
Let's just say that, in this case, more is more, and that's gonna be a really good thing.
First of all, I want to apologize up front to those of you who do not give a hoo-ha about renting a space in an antique mall. (And any of you who never even shop in an antique mall.) Feel free to skip reading my post today if this is you.
Second, I want to thank Barb, who wrote me and asked for my two cents on being able to make money with a booth space, at exactly the right time, as if it were a sign from God himself. It gave me the final nudge that I needed to write this particular blog post and share it today. (Thanks again, Barb. I hope you find all the info you are searching for here, in the links to articles I have provided in my post.)
I'm in total Traceyville overdrive mode here at my cottage each night after the day at my grown up girl job, working to get my fabulous little booth space props and merchandise ready for my very own personal grand re-opening day on March 18th. I'm thrifting, and craigslist shopping, and creating things at home. My emotions run from I'm-so-excited-I-can-hardly-stand-it to How-can-I-get-time-during-my-work-day-to-hit-that-estate-sale? and I am wondering how I ever lived a full life this past year without having my booth space.
That being said, last week when I was wasting far too much time on Pinterest idea gathering for my return to booth-space ownership, I came upon this article on the most informative Antique Mall Booth Space blog I have ever stumbled upon.
The blog post covered the hard truths and breakdown of cost versus profit, and the debate of time spent well or simply spent.
Truer words were never spoken.
In. My. Face.
I agree wholeheartedly with ever word in that blog post, (and her update at the end of it regarding business deductions.) and my faith remains steadfast that I am going to be successful again in my space, both by bringing in a profit, and fulfilling a spot in my soul that needs this creative outlet, and I will love every single minute of it.
Her post was a sobering reality check for us junk booth junkies, although not breaking news. (Be sure to read the linked post!) I had my 10 by 10 booth way back when, remember? Back then, I felt I was making a nice little piece of change from my booth each month, but I then became quite busy with my new job and felt I needed to give it up. The month following giving it up, I saw a huge reduction in my Visa bill, and it was then that I realized how much I was spending to have a booth space. Merchandise, sure, but so much more than that. Gas to drive around, Mickey-D's across the bridge for lunch while out thrifting, and items that I bought, thinking they would sell lickety-split, that didn't.
I wondered, was I making money? Or was I just bringing in enough cash to pay my Visa bill each month for a thrifting habit I very nearly needed a 12 step program for?
Possibly...er...probably the latter, at that particular moment, but through my past experiences, I have learned a few things. This time, I'll take knowledge from that article, and work smarter, not harder. I'll be sure to not undercut my talent, time and genuine value of my merchandise.
I can tell you this; the act (and art) of creating, and assembling, and building my booth, fills a space in my heart that nothing else comes close to. (Except maybe planning an incredible soiree for special people.) It excites me to put together old treasures and trinkets, and have it look heaven-sent. I tell you, it sends me straight over the moon.
And the comradery at an antique mall? It cannot be beat. The most wonderful, warm, friendly, kind-hearted, creative kindred spirits you could ever hope to meet.
You just can't put a price on that.
Can you make money at an antique mall? You can. Your odds are incredibly slim that you're gonna hit six figures, but it's the same odds for wild financial success that an aspiring guitar player in any garage band in America faces. You don't know unless you try. Somebody's gonna be at the top, so why not you? It's the love of the craft, am I right?
If loving thrifting is wrong, I don't wanna be right. And I can hardly wait to get get in there and get things set up.
(Oh, and Barb...My advice for you is this: Don't call it a dream. Call it a plan. GO FOR IT!)
It took a whole lot longer than I expected it to.
Four and half hours, give or take.
I am excited to see how it looks once I have it hung in my new booth space at Camas Antiques. (Two weeks from today! I can barely contain myself!)
I spent part of my weekend, and all evening (while flipping back and forth between the opening episode of The Voice, and The Bachelor) Punching holes, adding reinforcements to those punched holes, and printing on book pages for what is going to be a creative backdrop-slash-divider walls for my new booth.
Honestly, I get so excited working on this stuff that I can't sleep. (do you get like that with things that inspire you?) My mind starts to spin, and ideas come flooding in. It's better than Christmas.
Oh, and the poster of the gal ironing up there? Just you wait and see where she is going to land.
Here is the space I will be taking over... (These girls are moving to a larger space at Camas Antiques)
Besides all of the vintage items, I found a couple of pretty awesome books that I might have to go back for....
There is always so much to see. I can't wait to get in there and start foofifying my new booth space!
Before I begin, I wanted to say THANK YOU to everyone that has shared input on my last post about Round Top and Marberger!!! I am so excited to be planning this trip, and you all have been more than helpful!!!
If you have read my blog for a long time, you might remember that even before I moved up here to the fabulous Pacific Northwest, I have loved Camas Antiques. When I made the big move, I was gobsmacked to have been given the opportunity to have a booth space there.
I had a crazy good time reinventing my space over and over, and even tackled the front window one time. I wish I could put into words the warm, fuzzy, satisfied, inspired feeling I get when I am creating and arranging vignettes of re-purposed treasures.
Fast forward, and life continued to be good and full, and I was starting to feel spread far too thin. Two months of debating and pros and cons list making, I gave up my space. Looking back, it was the right thing to do for me at that particular moment in time.
Fast forward some more, and I had settled into my new job, and after a while, there was a little more time to breathe. I started to feel that funny feeling that something was missing. It was my creative outlet that my booth space provided me. I wanted something small then, as I was starting to craft paper banners and such, and I took a case space back at Camas Antiques this time.
I enjoyed working with my little case, and had a lot of fun reinventing it on a monthly basis.
Fast forward...again. I had been promoted at my grown up girl job, and things were busier in life. The small case was a challenge for me, because...well, it was small. I decided once again, that the time had come for me to focus on other things, and I gave up my case.
That brings us to today. I've got a solid groove going at work, and yard saling season is upon us. I'm beyond excited to share with you that I'll be back in Camas Antiques as of March 17th, with a medium sized space in the basement. I'm working on tags, and banners, and oodles and toodles of treasures to nestle into nooks and crannies,a nd ...oh! I can hardly wait!
My my etsy shop is filling up with several new $5 printable e-kits, so you might want to check it out before the weekend gets here.
(Are you getting tired pf seeing my mantel showcasing some new printable yet?)
Some of it is chalkboard art, and some is vintage...all of it is printable....
I'm all about a little holiday decor here and there. How about you?
What a weird, unusual, surprising, entertaining football season it has been this go-round! My beloved Seahawks are officially out of the running to play in the big game this year, and the games next weekend will reveal who those two teams will be, but it's time to start planning, and printing, and cutting and pasting all of the fun details for your annual Superbowl party.
Those of you who are not football enthusiasts might want to skip this post, although Superbowl parties sometimes have much more to do with food and fun than the football game itself.
I am updating my Superbowl and football printable kits in my etsy shoppe this week, if you're looking for paper goods to add to the festivities, with Team banners coming after next weekend, when we know who will be playing in the big game. You will see them all later this week in the shoppe, but for now....
My latest chalkboard printable is now available in my shoppe. It adds a whimsical element to my fireplace, and works for the entire football season, really.
Are you ready for some football?
You might remember that I shared some glittery New Year's Eve party hats and horns and party bags back during the fall. Well, my customer sent me some photos from her fabulous event, and they did not disappoint!
The touches of gold and glitter and clocks fit perfectly with the stunning venue, wouldn't you agree?
(And that giant clock as a centerpiece and photo-opp backdrop! Oh! I adore it!)
Thank you Jan, for sharing the photos! I was so thrilled to be a part of this beautiful event!
Just a quick post to share that the large poster from yesterday's post is now available in my etsy shop. Find it here.
(Today's blog post will be coming along later....)
I know. I’ve been MIA.
Life has been crazy busy.
(Isn’t that true for all of us?)
Between trying to get all the rooms in my cottage painted, my busy season at my grown-up girl job, and the big etsy order I had, I’ve been spread a little thin.
The rooms are now all painted, (Yippee!) the etsy order has shipped (Yippee some more!) and work is…well, still crazy busy. (But that is a good thing.)
I had so much fun doing my etsy order that I was kinda sad to have it completed. Then…the shopper emailed me wanting to know if I might be able to create boutonnieres to coordinate. Hellooooo! Yes, I would love to! I sent her photo samples, and we shall see what she decides.(I will keep you posted, don'tchaknow.)
They were so fun to make that I will be adding them to my etsy shoppe later this week. (After Thanksgiving is out of the way…)
What do you think? Can you see these on a sharp dressed man’s lapel at a black tie affair, or better yet, a new year’s eve wedding party?
I’m swooning here.
(And...if that is true, I am apparently very creative.)
So, I am still working on this order for an etsy shopper.
(I am having so much fun!)
And, I making an epic mess of my cottage.
I won't go into details because I might actually die of embarrassment, but trust me when I say that my little office is so messy that I work on the dining room table.
(I tell myself it is so that I can see the TV while I am working, and I simply cannot miss The Voice.)
And, as I said before, I get so excited and inspired while working, and when I get going...well, I seem to make a bigger mess.
One side benefit of getting so inspired is that I come up with new ideas while creating. Last night was no exception.
The person I am creating all of the party items for ordered some favor bags, and I told her I would be happy to provide a sign to place on the table next to the favor bags, so guests would know that they were free to take them home.
Of course I knew I could use a picture frame, but that was a way-on-the-back-burner-plan-B idea for me. I kept thinking there must be something clever that could go with the vintage look...and then I found an old book, with pages folded, from my old booth days at Camas Antiques.
I designed a sign, and sure enough, the book held it upright just fine, thankyouverymuch.
(I blurred the names, because the party is a surprise and I do not know if the guest of honor reads my blog.)
Of course, as my luck would have it, I ran out of ink in my printer at the exact moment I wanted to print my latest creation, (Does that happen to you?) and so the photo shows only a rough idea of what will be like in the end, so you need to imagine that the page will be nicely colored and all foofied up with some sheet music and netting and such.
I think she will love it.
Once they arrive, they will be surprised to find that it is a very special champagne brunch where each will be asked to be a bridesmaid!
(Isn't that the sweetest idea, ever?!)
I got to help out by making the oh-so-special cards that will be on the table with little prezzies for the soon-to-be bridesmaids (and Maid of Honor)
Here is the front of the card...
...and the inside...
So fun! I will be adding this to my easy shop shortly as a e-kit, so stay tuned!
(Insert long squeal here!)
I need her to see my cozy little home so she will know what I am talking about when we are in some booth at Farm Chicks and I ask her if she thinks this fabulous vintage item I have just discovered will look perfect in a specific spot in my cottage. (I've been in her home a million times, and I can already do that for her.)
Anyway, after that, we will get back in my little hatchback Ford Focus and head to Spokane. (I wanted to take Old Blue, but that ol' 53 pickup of mine gets eight miles to the gallon, while the focus gets upwards of 35, and it has air conditioning.) It's about a six hour drive, and I am honestly not quite sure which part of this trip I am more excited about; the Farm Chicks Vintage Flea Market, or the girl-talk time in the car ride. I know that might sound crazy, but I've lived up here in the beautiful Pacific Northwest for over five and a half years, and while I have lots of new friends here, no one replaces my old ones.
We're heading out today so we can spend tomorrow shopping around Spokane, thanks to one of my blog-readers. (Thanks, Kori!) When I posted that we were going to the show, she wrote me with a detailed list of all of the don't-miss stops in Spokane, and we're glad she did! We have the list printed and we will be searching out the hot-spots on Friday. (Chaps, here we come!) We will also go purchase our Farm Chicks entry tickets on Friday.
The weekend will be spent at the event of course, with dinner and lots of girltalk in the evenings.I'll be hearing stories and pictures from our upcoming adventure, so stay tuned!
I'm off to shower and finish packing now!
Who would have known installing a simple door could take so many tries? Two weeks ago I shared that I was all hoopty-doo'd about getting a charming glass window paned door installed between my kitchen and laundry room, and it turned out that I had ordered the wrong measurements for the door jam.
I handled the nightmare experience of returning that door on a busy Saturday when no one actually knew anything about doors (Not to mention the restocking fees, and while the new size jam was more narrow, but higher priced, of course) and went home to wait for the call that my new door was in.
I was warned up front that it would be between one and eight or nine weeks. (Seriously? That's the smallest time frame they could guestimate for me?) In less than a week, my new door arrived. (Thank you, Jesus!) I called my craigslist guy to schedule a new install.
He wanted to come on Mother's Day afternoon, which I said would be fine, since my girls and my Mom and I would be there. Mother's day afternoon arrived and he then texted to say he ended up bailing on me, saying he would be there Monday at 5:30. This was also time with me.
Monday at 6:30 I texted him and he informed me that he was busy and would not be coming. after all. (The downside of Craigslist is the flake factor.) I called Home Depot to get a referral. They sent me a list of three installers to call.
I then arranged for an install date with one of them. This past Monday was that day. Not only did the installer show up, he was early. (I was so excited that I couldn't stop myself from peeking around the corner of the doorway to see glimpses of his progress...)
The door went in without a hitch, and an hour and a half after he arrived, I had a beautiful new door in my kitchen.
Even in it's unpainted, primer-paint state, without the trim on the itches side, and without a sheer curtain, it created such instant gratification, that I cannot help but continue to stare at it. The sun streaming through, changing the feel of both the kitchen and the laundry room.
It's a thing of beauty, and another step towards making this little old house my perfect-for-me home, sweet, home.