Friday, March 23, 2012

I beg, I steal, I borrow (overhaul - phase 2b)

Since we're eventually moving, this project has taken a bit of a turn, and I started drafting this post before the Mr. and I made the decision of a lifetime. So a few of these items are on the back burner, until we have a new stove in a different house.

I guess we should talk "objectives". You should know what I'm trying to do by now, but there are a few goals/specifications that I have in my head, and I'm not willing to compromise too much where those are concerned. Without further ado:

  1. Make very efficient use of any and all available wall space.
  2. Keep (frequently used) tools and materials visible and accessible.
  3. If they don't make storage that works for me, make it myself.
  4. Put everything on wheels. Everything.
  5. Upgrade cheesy storage. Find/make/repurpose sturdy well-made items that are built for hard labor. (Use plastic dressers for lighter duty/lesser used items. Avoid cardboard boxes wherever possible.)
  6. Find a balance between functionality and loveliness. Retain some semblance of personal style, however crazy and bizarre it may be. I like a lot of styles, and I don't care if they don't "go together". I didn't go to design school, so I have no rules. Ima do what I want.
  7. Don't spend a fortune. (Beg, Steal, Borrow)

I've made progress on the use of wall space. I ran over to the wood shop (mentioned in previous posts as a great free resource for tools/supplies) and grabbed some old barn wood that was lying around. It's water stained, and I love the streaks. I'm leaving the wood rough, like me. I loaded it up on the old kayak racks and hauled it home. I picked up these simple brackets at the hardware store for roughly $1.25 each. I hated how boring they were, so I also grabbed a can of dark teal spray paint that was on sale for 93 cents. I also got some cool washers and screws to give them a little more visual interest. In the end, it probably cost me under $40 to get all of that storage. Don't hate the player, hate the game.




Am I crazy to love the streaks of discoloration in the wood?...


Cut 'em down, rounded one corner on each shelf, just so I don't hurt myself on them in the future. Minimally sanded, just to get any big burrs before they get me. HATE splinters.



Here comes the heartbreak. I didn't get to do the vintage wallpaper I wanted. The seller had just barely enough to cover the wall, but there would have been no extra left for matching up patterns, off-cuts, etc. I didn't want to pay $9/yd only to have it not cover the whole wall. Balls. I'm super bummed.
The paint on that wall is a pewter-ish metallic, so I guess it's cool enough. There's going to be enough distracting stuff on those shelves that you'll never notice the walls anyway. I hope.
  The rounded corners are the ones that I have to walk past to get in the attic. The shelves are made of 1'x10' boards, and are 15" between each shelf. Tall enough for most of my crap (see sewing machine, lower right, above photo)

I've been buying a bunch of stuff to make some custom storage pieces. Mostly bits/parts from craigslist, free wood from the wood shop, and a couple of furniture pieces. I called one craigslist guy to buy six large steel wheels from him to make a custom tower to hold/display fabric. He ended up letting me pick his storage unit. Twice. I got a pretty good haul from him for what I thought was a pretty reasonable price. The wheels are going to make a pretty neat piece, never seen anything like it. I'm hoping that my knight in shining armor doesn't mind sandblasting them for me so I can paint them pretty colors. That just means I have to wait for them... *sigh* ...another project that won't be completed for months.



But I also got a large piece of aluminum diamond plate which means... I'm finally getting around to following through on my original vision for my workbench. It's been 2 years waiting. I spray "lacquered" it white (using appliance epoxy paint for durability) and changed the pulls when I got it, but I'm also adding some additional hardware and refacing the drawer fronts in diamond plate. Because I need a workbench as badass as me. The bench might be the only item that won't end up on wheels. I like it right where it sits and don't see a need for it to be mobile.


I'll likely use more of that aluminum around the room, I have a few places I'd like to see it happen.

Like on this "kitchen cart" I picked up on craigslist for $30. It doesn't look like much but it is heavy steel and cast iron. I'm stripping all 80 layers of paint off it (probably lead, whatever), re-priming and painting. I'll likely cut a piece of that aluminum for the bottom shelf, just for looks. I'll be adding casters (naturally), and using this as additional workspace.


Also bought on craigslist, the most exciting find yet... a dental cabinet. A what?! Yeah, you heard me. It sounds gross at first (and it actually looks heinous in its current condition), but turns out this is a fairly uncommon art deco piece from 1930-something. It weighs a ton, and is already on casters. Score. Also, it's an excellent height at 40", so I can even put it against the knee wall if I so choose. Shwing! Once refinished, it'll be the showpiece of the room. I'm stripping and repainting this a nice bright shade of aqua (shown somewhere in the pics below). It has 16 drawers of varying depths, plus an extra pull-out work space, and pull out stainless tray. One of the shallow drawers even had 3 of the original milk-glass trays (which sell for about $20 each on etsy and ebay). So, considering my investment of $80 for the whole enchilada, I think I'm winning. The drawers are metal with wood fronts (looks like mahogany veneer under the chipping paint). The drawers roll smooth as as a baby's ass in their tracks. The dude I bought it from had been using it as a toolbox in his wood shop for years. You can imagine... I'm still cleaning it.





The refinishing of this cabinet is one of the things that'll have to wait until after the move.

I had told mom about my wall of shelving, and how I wanted to be able to see all of my supplies. My solution for that was to use clear/wire/mesh containers almost exclusively. I have a few jars, baskets, vases and such, but definitely not enough for the barrage of crap I'll be flooding those shelves with. I've been wandering around the thrift stores searching for the right pieces until... Mom was feeling generous, and we went to Homegoods. Always a pleasure. I stocked up on clear vessels in copious quantities, and a couple of bitchin' baskets, too. Thanks, Mumma!! (I've mentioned how cool my mom is, but I still don't think you fully comprehend).

Getting back to the (abandoned - everything's free) workshop... I grabbed two of these small workbenches, and I'm going to get another. I got some mini tennis balls for the feet, since some of the plastic protectors are missing.


Dude is super depressed, mourning the loss of 4 perfectly good tennis balls. He laid there for about a half hour... staring, sulking and pouting.


 I took a few pieces of Peep's (the late wood shop owner) carving wood, too. It's thick, heavy, and will make some amazing custom storage pieces.


One of the custom jobbies is a caddy to hold my entire miniature lumberyard (except for the scrap-bin). Here's the parts for that unit and a dry-run to check for fit, and then being the ogre that I am, inadvertently knocked it over:


I hate myself sometimes. I had to walk away.

Was just waiting for a 'friend' to help me build the thing (he keeps blowing me off, like a douchebag). But then again, who needs that degenerate?! Not this girl...


These are the awesomest looking casters.
All steel, no plastic. Just like me.


That front empty space (on the left in the aerial shot, above) is going to be filled up, I'm still sourcing materials to finish the compartments.


Yep, that's a spice rack.

And here's how it rolls perfectly into place next to the workbench. Nevermind Godzilla, she thinks everything is about her.




The other is pretty easy, it's a block to hold all of my dremel/drill bits and attachments. I know I need to have a minimum of 112 holes drilled to store all the bits/parts. I have a shit-ton of bits, believe me, I had to count them. I don't even know what half of them do, but I'm itching to find out. The harder part of this is that I want to build a box-style floating shelf, the bit block can be displayed on top, but in the box part, I'll put my dremel tools/boxes. I have a standard electric rotary tool (same concept as Dremel, but it's a Craftsman), I have a Dremel engraver, and their contour sander. I'd like all of these to be stored together, because they're obviously a clique that thinks hand-tools are for losers. The hot chicks: wood burner, heat gun (plastic soldering), soldering iron(s), (and torches, eventually) will have their own special place, too. I feel like I'm back in my high-school cafeteria, stereotyping who sits at each table.
There you have it.


That's all for now. I'm drained, and we're only a week into being 'on the market'. We've had one couple come to look our house twice so far, and we went to check out a real dive last night. We liked the lot and location, but the house needed to be condemned, or at least ripped down to the foundation and rebuilt. I can't believe they have kids living in there.

Needless to say, the wine's been going down pretty smooth these days.
Later, dudes.

Wednesday, March 14, 2012

girl, interrupted

Dropping a bomb. Are you sitting down? Good.

So no shit, there I was... talking to my husband about our future. 
Not in a bad way, but in a let's look at our 3-year plan, shall we? And dude, guess what we decided. 
"Let's blow this joint." We're putting our house on the market to see if we get any bites. No hurry, no pressure, but we'd like to be in a different (read: cheaper) place within a year. We're downsizing so we can have kids (eventually), if that makes any sense. At any rate, that makes me much less inspired to continue revamping the craft palace. I'd be lying if I told you that I wasn't heartbroken at the impending loss of my dream house, but it's for the greater good. I guess promise. There'll be a few more posts about the re-organization project, because we don't know how long we'll be staying in the current pad. I still have 'tiny' work to do so I'll keep the room functional. And try to complete any promised projects before the end of this upcoming weekend. But boxes are getting packed all around me for de-clutter and staging operations, so bear with me. Be patient. There will be a new craft palace at our new place, as I told my husband that it was non-negotioable and a top-priority. I think we might build me a workshop outside the house, you know, in its own building. Shwing!
But posts from here-on for a few months (depending on real estate activity) might be random/sparse, or plentiful if no one wants to buy this piece. I appreciate your continued following (please don't delete me!) because once we move, I should have so much more time for minis and blogging.

I'll be checking back in this weekend with pics of how I'll be making the craft room work until we *gasp* move.
Ugh.

Tuesday, March 6, 2012

"it always gets worse before it gets better" (overhaul - phase 2a)

I've always had hoarding tendencies. And periodically it gets crowded enough that I have a meltdown. I have to take all of it out, purge, and reorganize. Never my finest moment. This has happened numerous times over the course of my life, and my poor, selfless mother has been there for many of these episodes. She always helps me out, unloading the area in question, going through all of the crap and putting the 'for-keeps' stuff back. But in a better way. The rest always goes to Goodwill (just took 3 black hefty bags of clothes last week, matter of fact). She is, to this day, the voice in my head. Even when she doesn't get coerced into helping. When I would look at the vast sea of shit we'd pulled out of my closet as a kid, completely overwhelmed and hopeless, I remember her saying "it always gets messier before it gets cleaner".
Truth strikes again.




So I've cleared the craft room, save for a handful of items. Almost like having a blank canvas again (except I'm not repainting). Here comes the messy part... the most logical place to put all of the stuff is the adjacent loft. This space is twice the size of the craft room, about 10' x 20'. So you can see how much crap was in my tiny workroom. (That's not even all of it, there's more stashed in the attic space, too.)




Dear God. Save us all.

But initially you have to completely clear out the space to be properly organized on the flip-side. It's the only way.

Now here's the thing about the loft. It's located in our master bedroom. It is the only access to the craft room, and subsequently, the attic space. My husband told me over the weekend (possibly while mildly inebriated, but I told him no backsies) that I could have it. As in, we can build walls where that railing is, put a door at the top of the stairs, replace the carpet with something more sensible for a crafting area, and my space will be tripled. Be still, my beating heart. He's all "we don't even use [the loft] for anything, you can have the whole thing if you want".
Pssh, don't gotta tell me twice! Momma din' raise no foo. I'll take it!



There isn't a solid timeline for when this will happen. Dollars and such. But here's what I know...
When it's built, this will be happening all over again. Joy.