I love paint.

I do.

Paint thrills me. You want to know why?

Because it can transform this:

Into this:

I love this table. I can't believe that I almost passed this beauty over!

I love the rectangular shape and the pedestal legs because now I can put it under the window.

Look! Another picture with my vacuum cleaner in the background! I am a pro aren't I?

I ended up moving the girl's craft table to the opposite end of the room because I really wanted to put this bench under the window.

 

Here's a long view of the room:

This is the wall opposite the table.

I have never loved this room so much. I have to find some old pictures to show you when this room was painted purple, enclosed with baby gates and filled with toys. {Shudder!}

I have one more little treat to show you!

I went to Global Thrift yesterday in search of clothes which fit and found this!

A chippy old easel! It is an easel on both sides which the girls where immediately taken with.

The price of this beauty? 3.99!

There is one danger of solitary junking. Sometimes I buy really weird clothes. Lately I have been attracted to 1960's polyester. I do not know why.

I think it was the crazy arms that did it. I'll see how the playground moms respond. Sometimes you have to take chances even if it means showing up in 45 year old polyester.