Well… This happened.
If there is a scenario more humbling than backing into a tree in your own driveway, it would only be backing into a tree in your own driveway with witnesses.
Of which, I had five.
Thankfully, D was one of them and his response was simply “S*** happens”.
S*** does happen. But still. Bah.
But enough of me whining about my first world problems. Let’s talk more about me and my first world light fixtures. That D made!
Initially, we were going to use antique lanterns as wall sconces in the great room, but we couldn’t find three that matched, and that made our OCD ping too hard, so we decided we’d better find something else.
As we were shopping at a neat store called Nell Hill’s in little Atchison, KS, we stumbled on this:
I feel fairly certain they are intended for outdoor use, but D said he could make them work so I grabbed up the last three they had. Then, while I was at the checkout, a rather cranky woman came up, pointed at my lanterns and asked if I was buying all of them. Um, yep, sure am. Then she got super huffy with the poor clerk saying that she had already claimed all of them and demanded her lanterns.
But I said no because of my American sense of entitlement, paid, and then ran off.
D drilled through the bottom of them so he could install all the electrical guts and add a lightbulb.
And we had to order the fake candle looking things online, because evidently they are as hard to find as trees planted directly behind your car.
Slip them over the lightbulb, and you’ve got yourself one heck of a wall light!
I think these will lend a really nice, cozy feeling to the room.
How was your weekend? Any mishaps you’d like to share to make me feel better?