I was sitting on my living room couch one day, looking up and back between my computer and the TV console. After we painted the walls and trim, the country console didn’t match anymore, and I was shopping online for a new one.
Funny thing was, all the consoles I liked were pretty much the same as the one I had, only in white. What was I thinking? All the console needed was a coat or two of white paint: Annie Sloan Pure White, of course.
My husband kept careful watch because his sound system was involved. I wasn’t allowed to touch it.
I gave it two coats of white, buffed on coat of clear wax, and stuck to the the original hardware.
This is my dog, Charlie, not caring.
The final touch was fresh family photos in white frames. Even though the frames didn’t match , they looked more uniform in the same color. Any frame I had that wasn’t white to begin with, was white by the time I finished.
What a difference.
I didn’t love the wires and speakers but, as I said, I wasn’t allowed to touch them. A small price to pay for family harmony.
I think Charlie was on to something. He cared more about snuggling up with us when we watched a movie than he did about the color of the furniture. I loved my white console but it wasn’t nearly the kind of love I felt for my family.
What I learned:
- Reimagine your furniture before you shop for more.
- Paint a collection of picture frames the same color to make to make a uniform arrangement.
- Love is more important than furniture.