(Heads up! This is a re-post from way back when. If you’ve been following me for a while, you know how the technical side of blogging has been a steep learning curve for me. I’m re-writing some very early blogs because I did so much wrong in those early days. Like wrong tags, no tags, no categories, etc. I like to think I know so much more now. 🙂 Some of these early posts set the stage for subsequent posts. I’m not re-posting just to re-post. I’ve spent even more time on these re-posts than I did the originals. I will always let you know when I’m re-posting something which won’t be too often. Thanks for understanding.)
This blog finally became reality when I decided (after years of procrastination) to paint my dining room hutch. When I see this “before” picture, I remember how much I disliked it for years.
Here it is in progress.
The thought of possibly ruining it kept me paralyzed. But one morning I knew the time had come. I was up early and painting by 10:00 a.m. For some reason, that morning’s resolve was an epiphany. After years of studying my nemesis, depression, and coming to terms with where I wanted my life to go, it just all finally came together like a really good recipe. It seemed as though during the night God had silently imprinted on my mind, “Go ahead and enjoy your life. Take some chances. It’s o.k. I approve.”
Here it is decorated for Christmas. Since then, I’ve filled the shelves with creamy white accessories. I love it. I’ve yet to finish the table and chairs only because I can’t find chairs I want so I’ll probably just paint the chairs I’ve got.