I am going to have to reassess my previous notions of the most dangerous job in the world. It may be decorating. My mom and I embarked on a simple project this week. We wanted to change this plain, blank wall into a decorated wall. Easy enough huh?
First I spent a couple of hours going through old pictures on Snapfish and ordering 8x10s in black and white. The next day I went and picked them up and then I visited three different Hobby Lobby stores to procure 14 frames. I chose black "floating" ones. Mom and I figured if we put some colored art paper behind the picture it would serve as a mat at half the cost. Plus since the frames were on sale for half price they were only five dollars each. What a bargain. Unfortunately every time I go into Hobby Lobby I find some other decor item that I NEED, so really no money was saved.
For example, isn't this pillow adorable?
Day three of this project we sent the kids for a nap and assembled the pictures. (After a fifth trip to the store to exchange the art paper for the correct color of art paper.)
When I snapped this picture my mom told me NOT to put her on my blog.
Finally we got to actually hang a picture.
All was going well until we got to the part of the wall I couldn't reach. How DO those decorators get so high? Books? They helped me reach to hang one or two pictures.
But this was a better solution.
Yes. This project involved hanging upside down from the second floor. Professional decorators must be limber!!
I told my mom I could no longer feel my feet. She said, "My Lord, Heather. I didn't know your feet weren't on the floor!" This is the same woman who says, "My Lord, Heather why can't you work out at the gym like normal people?" I love her.
We were in the home stretch when I decided I could put a ladder up on the books I had stacked to reach that empty space there that was too high from the stairs and too low from the upstairs. The lladder balanced on books on the stairs didn't work. While I was retreating down the stairs with the ladder I knocked over the broom (I may have used that broom earlier to sweep up glass when I dropped a picture from upstairs and it shattered. I had purchased an extra frame just for such a circumstance.)
Back to the broom.
It landed on the remaining two pictures and then I stepped on it. Of course the glass on the pictures broke. Ugh.
I didn't have two more extra frames.
So this is where we ended yesterday. I will make yet a sixth trip to Hobby Lobby to get two more frames.
Tomorrow I will prevail.
What kind of projects do you have going on? Do you have a picture wall, or do you think they are lame?? And finally the last question. How long do you think it will take all the kids to realize Tanner got featured on the wall one more time than the rest of them?