One of the things that won't be returning to the newly-painted bathroom is my wall art:
I use the word "art" very loosely, as most people wouldn't consider dressed up cats smoking in the bathroom as art. I've had this picture longer than I've had my oldest child and I have always hung it proudly in my bathroom. But I'm getting a little tired of it. I think it'd time to invest in some real art. So if any of you want my kitties, just let me know, otherwise they will be sold at the next garage sale.
The last project on the list was to spray paint two wicker chairs. My son rescued these from my neighbor's trash heap a few weeks ago. They were in good condition, just dirty and in need of some TLC. Jay pressure washed them and then he and the boy painted them a dark green and bought some cushions. The boy is keeping one for himself and the other one he gave to me to sit it when I read.
He and Jay even hung some shelves and set up a little reading space in the corner of the room:
I love the way the colors in the chair and cushion go with my green seventies bed spread. Isn't it great when things like that just happen?
It's been a long week but we somehow managed to do it all and even work in a bit of fun. I think Jay is ready to go back to work though so he can relax.