ORC: The Big Boy Room – Before {ORC Spring 2016: Week 1}
I’m going to skip all the jokes I could make about taking oh, 14 months off from blogging. I never really expected to take that long of a break, buuut…I did. I thought about posting a clip of the opening 3 seconds of Sid the Science Kid but realized how lame it is to admit that was the first thing that popped into my head as my welcome back post. #transformationtoparentcomplete #IusedtobecoolIswear
Reasons why I stopped blogging: my baby became a toddler, I’m expecting #2 in a few short weeks, work seems to be busier than ever, you know, life in general. In short, blogging just didn’t make it on the priority list anymore.
Reason why I’m making myself start again now: as mentioned above, and fairly evident in my instagram feed, baby boy #2 is coming soon. I’m 32 weeks now, and in case anyone remembers slash cares, William was born at 37 weeks. I’m told we should just be ready for anything as far as timing – this one could be earlier, could be later, no one friggin knows. So – as my tax season winds up we are in overdrive to get William transitioned into his “Big Boy Room” and into a toddler bed ASAP. And what better timing than to document it all and participate in the internet-famous One Room Challenge! This room is getting updated in a short period of time no matter what, so let’s see if I can eek out 5 more posts on the next 5 Thursdays? Challenge, accepted.
- Those radiators have about 10 layers of paint on them, and are constantly falling away from the wall. Hours of fun for a curious toddler.
- There are about 3 different types of molding in this room. Some clamshell, some colonial, some walls have shoe molding, some don’t. This inconsistency is quite consistent throughout our house, by the way. Drives. Me. Insane.
- This room is pretty small. Like 8 x 10 small. Trust me, that bed, if it were still there, is way closer to the doorway in person.
- And that doorway is in the left corner of the room (basically where the photo is taken from), however, the door opens TO THE RIGHT. Whyyyyyyyy.
- The ceiling boob light is about 11 inches to the right of the center of the ceiling. I repeat. Whyyyyyyyyy.
The Hunt for the Hutch {Dining Room Progress}
So in my last post I gave you a rundown of the progress in the dining room. It didn’t need too much to come together, being that there are very few walls in this room, but it was definitely missing a hutch.
I had a few items on my checklist for what I wanted – large enough to display all of my anthro dishes I received for our wedding, fully enclosed shelving to help deal with dust and cat fur, and I wanted solid wood shelves after I saw the glass break from too much weight in my mother’s cabinet. I also wanted a walnut wood, and oh a great price too of course. I wasn’t really digging anything we were finding in the big box stores so I knew I was going to have to be patient on craigslist. I checked randomly for the past few months, but we had other projects and things we were looking for and I wasn’t feeling pressured to buy anything just yet.
Right before Christmas I found a beauty – this United beauty in fact.
But I got greedy. I low balled them and balked at the delivery fee from Philly. Who do I think I am? And deservingly I lost it to someone else. I called their bluff and lost it. I hated myself for about a week and constantly opened up the saved photo on my laptop. I may have pet my screen a few times.
But the guy I was emailing was great – he kept sending me photos of other pieces they had – I almost went for this Stanely piece but it wasn’t grabbing me the way the United piece was. A little too plain. I hemmed. I hawed. I checked CL again.
Then I took a second look at a Kent Coffey Perspecta. It was for sale in Queens, I would have to hire movers myself, and it was more than the United piece by $400. But I was in the zone. We were purchasing a hutch, and we were purchasing one soon, dammit. Suddenly, I didn’t really care that the shelves weren’t wood. I checked back with my guy in Philly and saw they had just the bottom piece for only $100 less than what the person in Queens was selling her top and bottom for. She even found my blog and complimented our chandelier. I was ready to say Sold! and decided to do one last search on CL.
And then I found the same piece, top and bottom, only 20 minutes away for less than half of her price. The pics were a little grainy. The seller was friendly, but not entirely forth coming with details on the quality. (“What do you mean by luster?”) I figured either he didn’t really know what he had, or he didn’t really care and just wanted to get rid of it, or it wasn’t in great shape and he was being vague on purpose. We decided the price was too good to not check it out, so one cold Saturday in January we loaded up the baby, borrowed a friend’s truck, and made the drive to check it out. I wanted to bring a truck so we could load it up on the spot if we liked it.
Spoiler alert. We liked it. We bought it on the spot and I paid his full asking price because it felt like the right thing to do. Tom and the seller loaded it up and tied it down. He had previously removed the three glass shelves as well as the glass for the two sides and the two middle doors to make it easier getting it out of his house. He said his wife just grew tired of it and wanted something more modern and even though it was outside covered in tarp, it looked like it was going to clean up nicely. We got it home, returned our friends truck and finally gave the baby some jumparoo time since he had been so good for what had been 4 hours already.
The next puzzle was figuring out how to get the glass back in. We even called the seller back after a few hours of not being able to figure it out. It was a damn puzzle. A puzzle I tell you! The doors were easy, it was figuring out how to get the side glass pieces in (they had to be inched in at just such an angle) as well as the shelves. They had to go in before the last side was in, but had to be laid against the back wall in just such a way to get the last side in. Then we could put in the brackets and raise each shelf. Another 4 hours later, and we were in business. Yes folks. 8 hours start to finish to buy a piece of furniture that existed only 20 minutes away. But we now have bragging rights. And we didn’t even fight once. This feat was more impressive than a trip to Ikea.
Love those side cut outs. It really allows so much light to flow through the room. This piece is bigger than the bookcases, yet it feels so much lighter in here now.
And look at how pretty all of our stuff looks in it. Most of the white stuff on the bottom two shelves are from anthro, my ugly monkey tea set and the lions were my grandmothers, as were the Japanese vases and little shot glasses on the top shelf. The Japanese plates were Tom’s grandmothers and the W etched shrimp glasses were a gift from a family friend from her first marriage when she was a W. It is amazing how it looks like it was always there.
And to clarify, these rooms are all the same size – it’s actually slightly bigger now with the wall gone – I am just not as fancy a photog as the real estate broker apparently was. Anyone want to volunteer to photograph our space?? #kiddingnotkidding #seriouslyemailmeifyouknowhowtoshootinteriorsandwillcometoNJ
Have any epic CL stories of holding out for the right piece at the right price? Anyone better at negotiating prices than me? I once haggled a guy for a sugar shaker from $2 to .50 at a yard sale and I may have oversold my expertise to myself.