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Manic Makeover

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The other day, one of my toddlers pushed my master bathroom sliding closet door off its track. This happens occasionally, and every time that it does, I have to relearn how to put it back on its track (which takes 20 minutes every time). As I contemplated the time it would take to rehang it, I started thinking, “you know, if it’s already off its track, now may be a good time to finally paint those doors.” And, having lived with myself for a long time now, I knew that if I actually had the energy to tackle a long put-off project, I should just go with it. So I got out my painting supplies and the white exterior porch enamel that the previous owners left us and painted the sliding doors. Very nice.

But as I stood admiring the freshly painted doors that were finally more to my liking, it didn’t seem right to put on the old towel bars. They were not to my liking – in fact, the chrome and bright brass finishes on these towel bars earnestly competed for my dislike. But being a tightwad, I did NOT want to buy the hardware I really wanted (the oil-rubbed bronze period pieces from Restoration Hardware – kisskissIloveyou). What to do, what to do?

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Then the heavens parted and I remembered the wonder that is Rustoleum Hammered Finish Spray Paint. I had used this spray paint to give a “copper” finish to some weathered outdoor pieces. It unified disparate elements (light posts, planters) and made such a big improvement on my curb appeal. So I went to the store and picked up this life-changer in spray form (color: 7218 Dark Bronze) and proceeded to paint every chrome/brass offender in my bathroom: drawer pulls, towel bars, toilet paper holders and switch plates. (Just think of the potential: brass chandeliers, generic home improvement store light fixtures, outdated drawer pulls, sucky lamps and picture frames. Fantastic!)

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Upon seeing how great this looked in my master bathroom, I did the same to my powder room. (And my kitchen.)

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After making so much so nice, I looked at the clothes left on the floor of my bathroom and admitted that they were the biggest thing blocking the way to “Perfect Bathroom.” So at a garage sale this weekend I picked up a big basket for 10 cents (I wouldn’t lie to you) that now serves as a much-needed laundry hamper. I sewed a cotton liner from some heavy muslin that I had and now . . . I’m absolutely out of energy for more bathroom makeover. I’m sure I’ll get excited about this makeover again, but for now, I’m blissfully content with myself (and my bathroom).

Postscript: This is such a braggart’s blog post. But I fully admit that, while I actually finished projects in this makeover, my basement is piled high with unfinished projects and broken dreams: a perfect portrait of ADD. When I die, my family is going to have one of those frustrating garage sales where they desperately try to get rid of the effects of my scatter-brained artistic ventures. I have too many “good intentions” (and too many pieces of junk). But knowing this truth makes finished projects that much more satisfying.