Psycho Bar

The pace has been crazy around here, I literally have been painting, sewing, Goodwill hunting, gluing, plastering...and this was just today! Oh yes, and all without water...the well shut down last night due to a yellow jacket in the electrical panel. I must be honest, my biggest concern was that I wouldn't be able to make my morning coffee (which I so badly need). Followed by not being able to wash out my paintbrushes....taking a shower should have been up there too, but I have been covered in paint and dust for so many days I don't think anyone would notice anyway.

I thought I would take a moment to share the latest project I completed, actually almost...I didn't notice until I loaded the pictures onto the computer that the back is still missing, oops. A few months back I went to retrieve my latest Craigslist score, a small old phonograph cabinet for the wonderful price of only $10...score.

On a whim I asked my mother to go with me since we've had some scary stories around here on the news as of late. Thank goodness I did, when I pulled up to the house in a not so great part of town you couldn't even see it from the road. There was a long damp, dark hedged tunnel up to the door. I thought to myself as I walked up that a person could disappear in there and no one would be the wiser. I knocked on the door for what seemed like forever when finally it creaked open. The guy was the spitting image of Anthony Perkins from "Psycho" which added to the creepy factor. It goes without saying, I lived. My mother was so glad she had come along and lectured me all the way home about never going to these places alone. I know she loves me, but I kind of felt like I was 12 again.



12 year old me

My plan was to paint and distress the base a yummy olive green and stain the top easy right? Wrong! Apparently Mr. creepy guy had used it in his garage or something because even after I sanded it down to bare wood the stain kept separating. Eventually I gave up and decided to cover the top with a leatherish mat that I found and use bronze nail heads to finish it off. I cut the old phonograph guts out and made it into a "manly little minibar". What do you think? Was it worth a near death experience? I think so.

Until next time-Carrie


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