i know there is a recipe for this kind of thing - too much work, fear of failure, and piles and piles of anxiety. it goes something like this, right?
latte with friends
leisurely walk in the park
road trip to the beach
uh-huh. spray paint. i used to be kind of afraid of spray paint, but thanks to blogs and pinterest, i have overcome my fears.
perhaps I have gone a bit far, but it did feel good. here's the scenario. remember back july, the first time we saw fern?
she was cute, but that vertical plastic 'siding' on either side of the entryway REALLY bugged me. what may have been intended to be a 'feature' was really, really bad. really.
and the house numbers did NOT help. plastic. PLASTIC. like the house. with pencil marks (where they were crookedly placed) and multiple drill holes showing. yikes. oh, and touch-up paint on the tan plastic. nothing says 'welcome' like that hot mess!
so, first thing i did was buy some new house numbers last year. last. year. and they were kind of cool looking, sitting in the drawer. then, i put em on a shelf in the living room where they were still cool. not super functional, though.
so, time to install. they ARE cool! unfortunately, they had zero visability from the street. which technically, i suppose, is the point....
only one course of action to take, then....spray paint!
after multiple trips - lowes, ace, home depot, and multiple choices, and some quick taping off and swoosh of the spray can, here we are.
wow. that is all i can say. suddenly, i like my house. it was like taking years and YEARS of grandpa out of the house with a can of spray paint (or 4)...
next up, those shutters have got to go! but seriously, gotta tell you, the stress is nowhere to be found :)