We are in the middle of transforming this room from a bedroom to a room with a completely different purpose.
It’s going to be my new studio.
Can you even believe it?
A wonderful, incredible room that’s all mine.
I’m in the middle of planning this workshop (which so many of you have already signed up for and I’m SO HAPPY you are going to be joining me in November).
If you haven’t signed up for KariAnne’s Christmas Workshop yet, you can reserve your seat here.
I have big plans for November and for other workshops and other crafting sessions and I needed a space that I could create from. A space that was bright and light and welcoming. A space where I could close the door and create. A space that was full of more craft supplies and ideas and inspiration than four walls can even hold.
I’m going to show you the entire room reveal on Monday, but this makeover started with one piece.
One amazing piece that I could build the entire room around.
I had given up hope of finding it.
Until I saw this.
This wonderful, incredible amazing table.
I had almost given up hope of finding it.
I wanted it to have four legs—one on each side to the to make the edges of the table sturdy. I wanted it to have extra leaves in case I ever decided to have a crafting party. I wanted it to be scratched up enough that I didn’t feel guilty painting it.
And I wanted to buy it for almost nothing.
No small request.
So the other day I took all my table requirements and went on a search.
And since nothing says date day more than rows and rows of furniture and outdoor stoves and oversized kitchen appliances and urns and picture frames and pillows and bird’s nests marked stickers for a mere fraction of their original price….
….I brought my husband along for the treasure hunt.
When we entered the doors, he immediately went over to look at the tools and I took off in a full sprint to the back of the store.
First one aisle….then another.
And then halfway down aisle two, I saw it.
The thing you have been looking for that you find and wonder how you have existed until this moment without having it in your life.
It had four legs and two leaves and a top that was full of scratches and a surface was cloudy and one of the sides was a little dented.
It. Was. Perfect.
And when I saw it, as we used to say in Kentucky…..
….I almost had a come apart.
I ran down the aisle to it and greeted it with open arms.
And at that moment, I saw something that made my heart beat faster and my hands shake and uncontrollable hiccuping sounds coming out of my mouth.
A CLEARANCE STICKER.
No one else wanted this?
No one else saw the amazing potential?
What is happening in this world?
I immediately grabbed the clearance sticker off the table and accidentally pushed one of the chairs into the side and scratched the side of the table…
….which made me love it even more.
I took the sticker up to the front of the store where I waved frantically to my husband and pointed at it and danced with excitement.
“Look what I found. Can you even believe it? Isn’t it beautiful?” I said in a rush. “And it’s on clearance.”
He calmly turned away from the tool section and smiled.
No words were necessary.
This was not his first clearance rodeo.
We bought it and loaded it into the car and as we pulled out of the parking lot, I let out a sigh of satisfaction and thought to myself how amazing it was going to look in my new studio.
My husband smiled at me across the car. “I’m so happy you bought it,” he said. “It’s the perfect table for all your dreams.”
I stared at him in amazement.
How had he managed to sum up a shopping trip, planning a workshop and decorating a craft room in eight simple perfect words?
Good thing I married him.
Good thing his eyes still twinkle when I mention the clearance aisle.
And good thing when I was grabbing off clearance tags…..
….he knew which direction we were going all along. 🙂