What Have I Done?….again.

I have a huge, giant, angry-looking “pile o’ stuff”  in middle of my living room right now.

Every once in awhile, I get a “bee in my bonnet” and feel like redoing an entire room. Sometimes it’s because I’ve bought a new treasure.  Other times, its because I’ve just watched “Hoarders: Buried Alive”. Most of the time its plain ol’ PMS.  Unfortunately for me (and my husband), when I get in these moods and move everything out of the room to begin my task, I’m already bored with the whole thing. Like now.

I’ve been “redoing” rooms since I was a wee child. I was “Trading Spaces” and doing “Extreme Makeovers” long before the shows. And more impressively…..I had NO budget to work with. Usually every couple of weeks, my parents would hear the scraping of furniture across the hardwood floors, the pounding of millions of nails into their walls, and an occasional “CRASH!” coming from my room. No one bothered me about it. I guess they figured it was better than bugging them for something to do.

I was always coming up with weird concoctions for the bedroom setup. One time, I removed the double sliding doors off my closet and set my headboard side of the bed into the closet. That was kinda cool, except the bar that hung the clothes was too low and I’d bump my head when I sat up. Another time I thought having the bed completely in the middle of the room would be groovy. Instead of being ahead of my time in decor design, it just made the room look like an exorcism had just taken place.

Later in my life, I started using my creative decorating ideas at work. While in high school, I was employed by an unfinished furniture store in my town. My job was to do the window merchandising, as well as on the floor. One time I arranged all of the rocking chairs in the furniture section into a giant circle. While I thought it gave an interesting, avant garde look, the owner told me  it looked like the lobby of a nursing home.

Throughout my various dwellings in my life, I have also used my unique “flair” to spruce up the place. Having an obsession with thrift stores, garage sales, and enticing garbage piles, I have found an abundance of unusual decor. This obsession came from my mother who on a moments notice, while riding with her in the truck, would shout “Jump out and get that!”. Where then I would race to said garbage heap , pull said item from the pile, and race to get into the car before anyone saw me. And while I would like to say how damaging it was to my teenage self esteem to have to do that …I have now proudly passed the torch. My husband is now my own personal “jumper”. Although, he does get what I call “selective blindness” when it happens.

Me (driving):”OOOhhhh….look! Grab that vintage cooler over there!”
Him: I don’t see a cooler.
Me: There….the red one. With the light green bedpan and bag of old wrapping paper on top of it.
Him: Yeah….I still don’t see it.
Me: Right there. Next to the potty with the bees circling around it and the bag of dirty sheets. You can’t miss it.
Him: Oh….that one. Do you really need it?
Me: Yikes…get out….there’s someone else slowing down!
Him: I think they are trying to pass you.
Me: Why isn’t the cooler in the car yet?
Him: Where is it again?

Then comes the hour of OCD-like washing when he gets home. Its almost worth it for that show. Bless his little germ-free heart.

Okay…I’ve wasted enough time. Time to tackle the pile.

Maybe after I get a snack.

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7 Responses to What Have I Done?….again.

  1. Amanda says:

    Haha! Funny stuff! I drug a slat bench off the side of a stinky dumpster in my heels and dress slacks during my lunch break. Yes, you heard me, a SLAT BENCH! Woo! Love your blog 🙂

    • latenightcoffee says:

      That’s awesome! I so would do that to for cool looking piece! You can always buy another outfit…but where are you going to get a slat bench that looks like this??? 🙂 Thanks for writing and visiting!

  2. Laurie says:

    Hi there, just came across your blog for the first time today and it was like I was reading about myself! As a kid I was always re-decorating my room. I once tried my bed in the middle of the room too but it didn’t stay that way for long. I also once covered every wood paneled wall in my bedroom with maps from National Geographic magazines- I’m sure the tape reside is still there. My dad was quite the “junk collector,” he had a part-time job at our local dump so he brought home lots of treasures for me to use in my room. Now I live with my fiance and he’s not as keen on my more creative ways of decorating- hopefully he’ll come around 🙂 I’m just curious, does your husband give you free reign to decorate the house? Well anyways, just wanted to say great blog, I look forward to reading more!

    • latenightcoffee says:

      Hehe…I think we ALL are related somehow in this junking world…:) OMG…the National Geo. maps…totally did that too! They were free and BIG and colorful!!!What else are you going to do with them? That’s a great memory! My husband does “let” me do the decorating….by “let” I mean….he has absolutely no desire to do it….so its either me or no one…he’s pretty easy going about things too..thankfully. Thank you so much for your sweet comments and for visiting the blog! Happy Junking and Decorating to you!

  3. shannon says:

    Great blog!! Just found it today from the Vintage Rescue Squad blog.
    I’ve read a few posts and I’m afraid we’re kindred spirits! Afraid for you, that is.
    We are big side of the road garbage pickers as well…fortunately (or not) hubby is a bigger one than I am!

    • latenightcoffee says:

      Love “side of the road” pickers!!!! I drove by a couple of heaps of trash today and naturally the car slowed down by itself….it was trash…but had to check. My husband still doesn’t care for the “jump and grab”…although he did get a bit worn in carrying a dresser from the trash two blocks down the street last year…I still giggle at the sight of this dresser with legs walking down the street…hehehehe. I’m so glad you visited….we have to be kindred spirits to do the crazy things we do for “stuff”!

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