There's a story told in my husband's family about the time that my
husband's brother tried to swat a fly, and wound up breaking a window instead.
My father-in-law, rather than getting angry, took this as a golden opportunity
to build the fireplace that he had always wanted in that spot instead.
I had my own "fireplace moment" just a few weeks ago.
I was working on a small painting project in the kitchen. I got a can of primer out of the carport, set it on some newspaper on the kitchen table, and got to work. After finishing, I decided to take a little nap.
When I woke up, I discovered that the can had a hole on the bottom, and had leaked primer ALL OVER the kitchen table.
At that moment, I realized I had three choices. I could (a) cry; (b) spend the rest of the afternoon cleaning up the mess; or (c) take this as the opportunity I had been waiting for to paint the table.
Obviously, I chose option C.
After priming the table, I chose some of the paint we already had -- in this case, a very light yellow. Then, I used a stencil to put the ivy border on... (check out the action shot!)
After that dried, I took a much darker yellow paint, mixed it half and half with water, and brushed that all over the table. After a minute or so, I wiped up most of it. It was still rather blotchy, so I took my sponge and, praying that it would NOT remove the stencil I had just done, washed off most of the dark yellow wash. The result is a very old looking table.
A closer look, but you still can't really see what it looks like.
Anyway, it was a fun project, and gave new life to a very old table!