The plan for the garage has always been for it to become my sewing/craft/office room. The perfect space for designing and making new pj styles along with some way of making my craft supplies look less like I’m a crazy person with no social life. After the first couple of days of being officially moved in, the garage quickly became a dumping ground for all the boxes and anything else that didn’t have a home just yet.
Not exactly the perfect space to grow a business or be productive in anyway.
A quick trip to the skip made a massive improvement. We accidentally missed the first black bin day (first nightmare), then the recycling men wouldn’t take any of the cardboard from the boxes we had managed to unpack – so irritating when you’re trying not to be a hoarder with a thing for squashed boxes.
It’s not a massive help having basically two double flat packed wardrobes stacked up against most of the walls, but I can’t bring myself to skip all that usable wood (not to mention I don’t know how I’d physically move it all again). The plan is to use them to try and make a bit of furniture, it seemed like a good idea to use free materials to practice some DIY skills and (hopefully) end up with some unique pieces for the house.
I found some sturdy looking shelves on offer at B&Q, they seemed like a pretty good idea to try and do a bit of organising and finally get rid of all the cardboard boxes. What a nightmare to put together. So much faffing around and making a racket hammering bits of metal together. After finally getting them together, they definitely seem worth the effort although I completely underestimated quite how much stuff I have. I swear I’m not actually a hoarder.
I have a feeling this room is going to be the most frustrating room to get as I want it but fingers crossed one of the most rewarding. All I need to do now is find the perfect organisational system and storage boxes. Piece of cake.
I have never been as excited to open a tin of paint as I was with this. The living room has been screaming out for a colour pop ever since the tidy up white out and this ‘proud peacock’ has been on my mind since I first started planning my new life on Pinterest.
This tin has been sat on the table for about a week while my excitement for colour overtook my commitment issues for anything slightly permanent. I had a rough idea of where I wanted to paint, but couldn’t quite decide if it was a genius idea or not. I managed to get out of my own head, stop overthinking it, and get the paintbrush out.
Probably should have had more of a plan.
When Liz painted her room, she did the inside bits around the window frames with the accent colour. It looks amazing. I thought I’d be super original and copy her. Definitely over estimated my painting skills and went in without any tape. Worst decision ever. I started with the patio door surround. The edge was nowhere near crisp and just looked a little bit pants. The only way to fix this line was to paint further. With tape this time. I measured an inch out from the corner and got tape happy. Really wasn’t sure how this was going to turn out and thought I might be heading back to the shop for more white paint.
By this point, I had pretty much zero confidence in what I was doing but thought I might as well carry on anyway. Why not? The other idea I’d had was to paint part of the wall behind the sofa. I measured the length of the spirit level from the door frame, marked and taped. Frog tape might be my new best friend. Still unsure about the colour, I carried on. Clearly the most sensible choice when you’re unsure.
Next was the little triangle under the stairs and the window surround. Triangle was no problem at all, and its pretty much behind all the furniture so the pressure was off there. The window got the tape treatment first time round so seemed to be such an easier process.
I wasn’t in instant love. But after a little break away from the room, I really do love it now. It’s still a work in progress and I think the room definitely needs more colour. I also think I prefer the extra bit of border around the patio doors. Just need to figure out what colour curtains/window dressings and how to add any more colours anywhere in the room, cant wait.
One of the main things I’ve discovered in this new house is the fact that I pretty much hate all kinds of traditional furniture. The previous owners very kindly left each bedroom with a wall sized wardrobe in. I very quickly (fairly quickly) dismantled all of these and now have the majority of my clothes still in suitcases. Great plan there.
The eventual plan is for the little bedroom to be a fully functioning walk in wardrobe with all the clever storage I’ve been dreaming about for the past three years – I have big dreams I know. These big plans are going to take a bit of time but that definitely doesn’t mean that room has to be ignored until that all comes together.
I don’t think I’ve ever seen a room quite as dirty as the smallest room in this house. I don’t think I’m being so over dramatic when I say it made me feel a little bit sick to think of someone living in that room. The cream carpet was pretty much black and there were big dirt/grease marks at the head and foot of the built it bed.
The first job was to get rid of the super well made built in bed. I’m not expert but that wasn’t a well made bed. Only judging slightly but I’m guessing that wasn’t the favourite sons room! Once the bed was gone, it showed just how bad the carpet was. I just can’t imagine getting showered then standing on that carpet to get ready for the day and still feeling clean at the end of the process. I told a little lie earlier. I didn’t dismantle the little room wardrobe just attempted to manoeuvre it around while figuring out what to do with that room, not the easiest thing but at least there is a temporary bit of boring furniture to house some of the many clothes hanging around here.
Clearly step two was to rip that carpet up. The room looked so much better but there were still the marks all over the walls. I did also manage to get myself temporarily trapped inside the room after pushing the wardrobe out, pulling the carpet up and not quite having the strength to pull the wardrobe back in. After a quick rest and a few attention seeking snap chats, I put my brain to some kind of (good) use and got myself out of there. I think all the walls took about three coats of bright white paint to get it all looking fresh. Such an improvement. A nice coat of gloss made the perfect finishing touch to the very basic white out.
For a temporary walk in wardrobe, I think we’ve done a pretty good job. The old wardrobe is very handy along with the shelf trays from the old wardrobe in my room. There’s also the good old free standing rail and very flimsy shoe rack from the old house which are helping things look a bit more organised.
Definitely many more improvements to be made hopefully very soon!