I’m on restriction. Yes it’s true. I know I seem like a perfectly nice person but the truth is, I have a problem.
I’ve named it Borderline Hoarding Disorder or BHD. I know I know, it sounds awful. There’s no medication for it, no treatment, just good old fashioned junking abstinence and hard work.
How did I get here? Well, I started going to yard sales (remember this awesome one?!). Then I discovered estate sales. Oh and then auctions. Online auctions, then in person auctions. Oh ya, and the occasional curb “rescue”.
What am I left with? Thankfully a family that still loves me regardless of my “issue”. Although my husband doesn’t smile much anymore when he gets near the garage. Or my office. Or the breakfast nook. And sometimes the dining room table…
It’s just, I have a hard time saying no to a 5 dollar table or chair. Don’t you? I mean who else is going to give it the love that I have to give? Surely no one else out there is going to scoop that little mirror up and paint it with chalk paint the way I can. Right?
So what does this restriction mean? It means no yard sales for me this weekend. No estate sales either. I’m trying not to even look at those online auctions although I did notice this cabinet from the 1800s that if it goes for less than $100 I think is a good buy don’t you? I mean look at those lines and…oops, oh um, I mean no, I don’t need that. Nope, don’t need it don’t want it no no no.
While on restriction I will be painting everything I can find in my home and garage to get it ready for the farm sale I’m doing in two weeks. Well that might be an overstatement…I’ll TRY to paint everything but let me tell you, there’s a LOT. Remember when I first used Annie Sloan’s chalk paint? It seems like forever ago. Now I use it on everything…including “faux” silver candlesticks, can’t wait to show you that one.
Oh, remember this sale back in April of last year? See that light fixture? Yep, haven’t done a thing with it yet. ugh.
Want another example you say? Oh, how about the chair from this sale. Yep, I kept it to use for our dining room but here’s the embarrassing part…I haven’t recovered it. It still looks like this…
Oh ya, lookin’ good.
So as you see, I have my work cut out for me. The good news? I promise (pinky swear) to try to take pictures of all the before and afters and post them here for you lovely folks.
It’s a part of my community service…gotta give back.