. . . Recycle, Recycle, Recycle . . .
I can remember more fun activities than moving all the stuff in that van into a college provided living space, but not many more fun than getting to make my daughter's room a home away from home. She's happy there, and she rarely comes home, but she does call often and I sleep better knowing that she digs her little space down in the 'burg.
Our first summer project was to disguise a stain on an old sisal rug that had been, years ago, demoted to attic space . Power washing assured us that it was clean, but there was still a noticeable stain from the years it spent in the laundry room. We decided to monogram; every college girl needs her fair share of monogrammed belongings, and we were pretty sure this rug would fit in the roll-out garbage bin if we made a mess. It turned out perfectly, and, unless you're trying to notice it, you might not even see the stain.
Next up was the tiny little chest of drawers. My daughter insisted that it needed a fresh coat of paint and I just couldn't leave it at that. When I heard the words "Pottery Barn Kid's" come out of my son's mouth, the challenge was on. (Please note that this chest was purchased at "Good Wood" in the same Freshman year that the tattered cardigan mentioned in a previous post was purchase.) Shame on me for not taking any before pictures!
Inspired by a lingerie chest at Rooney Robison's, I purchased a bundle of bamboo at Michael's and fetched my trusty dremel. I split bamboo and Gorilla Super Glued it along each drawer's edge and around the top. Filled the cracks, painted, a little sanding, and a glaze. Sweet little chest of Kappa Delta T-shirts and enough underwear to assure no trips to public laundry rooms will be needed. No lie, junior year and she's NEVER done her laundry and I think she's quite proud of it. What is wrong with me for allowing this? At least I get to see her, even if it includes a few loads of laundry. It just means she has to stay longer when she comes!
Last, but not least, were the additional throw pillows that, like monograms, make it an oh so feminine space. Pearls and monograms, don't go to college without 'em. Don't worry, I know, Hobbs will take an army blanket, a pillow, X-Box, a fridge, thumb tacks to hold a sheet on the window, and some clothes... He will wash those clothes and I will have to call him on Sunday nights if I want to hear from him. Yes, this much I know is true... unless he needs money, right?
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