I’ve always been bugged by the placement of the thermostat in my formal living room.
It’s smack dab in the middle of the wall below the staircase. Obviously when the builders installed it, they weren’t thinking about aesthetics. They placed it almost in the middle of the wall, meaning that when I hang art there, it looks weird and off center — because it is.
But now you can’t see it!
Because I got crafty with some old cabinet doors that had been sitting in my attic for more than a year. Actually, those doors are from the armoire I have in my office. One of them was cracked and broken, which is why I removed it.
Here’s what the doors looked like before I painted them.
These were a perfect candidate for milk paint because while they’d been stained, they didn’t have a glossy finish so I didn’t have to use any bonding agent to get the paint to adhere.
I painted the panels in Typewriter from Miss Mustard Seed’s Milk Paint, and the frames in gorgeous Flow Blue milk paint.
As I suspected, the milk paint did that cool chippy thing once I started sanding.
Since milk paint dries matte, I took a chance that I would be able to write on it like a chalkboard — and sure enough, I was right. I actually waxed the entire surface of the doors with Miss Mustard Seed’s beeswax-based furniture wax, and I was still able to write on the doors with regular chalk.
My message is a paraphrase of a passage from the “Velveteen Rabbit,” which was one of the readings we had at our wedding.
I say goodbye and good riddance to my so-not-pretty thermostat…
…and hello to its pretty new hiding place. (When we need to adjust the temperature, all I have to do is move the doors aside.)
You just never know what you’ll find behind closed doors.
I’m partying at the following places: