The Conservatory Reveal, Or: Little Things Mean A Lot

Time for showing off a metamorphosis . . . .

This little ghostie guy is named Rudy.

I bought him many moons ago at a craft fair at my daughters' nursery school,

back when my daughters were still too young to go to nursery school.

I am not sure how it happened, but Rudy got named for then-New York City mayor

Rudy Giuliani, whose administration tidied up a City that had gotten, well, distinctly un-tidy..

Our ghostie Rudy took on the same role.

If Rudy was in a room, it meant that the room needed attention.

There was a quality of life issue to be addressed.

Well, Rudy turned up in our conservatory some time back.

Probably shortly after this, below, happened to the white plush carpet . . . in 3 places.

Yes, from a dog.  But not Dion.

Not to mention traffic patterns, oddball spots . . . .and the world's worst choice for a sunroom carpet.

Well, Rudy's word is law around here.  Our girls used to clean their rooms when Rudy showed up,

so we knew it was time to replace the old white carpet (installed by the previous owners), and on the walls . . .

. . . the gold had to go.

(Sorry -- it's hard to find a sunroom shot that shows the real wall color because the room is so light.

This one is pretty spot-on.)

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It doesn't take much to make me happy.

New carpeting, in a dirt-color textured Berber that looks like Triscuit crackers,

and a new wall color: Sherwin-Williams' Biscuit.  Triscuit and Biscuit, and crisp white trim.

These aren't earth-shattering changes.

We kept the same sconces and the oddball chandelier, kept the same furniture.

Same people.
Same dog.

 

But I really like how it turned out.

Loads of pics coming up -- you can click once, then again, to get big images if you wish.

New Blogger editing doesn't allow those nice big pictures right on the blog anymore.  Poo.

This is taken from the study, into the sunroom:

My favorite chair.  Next to the book case.  Cell phone, coffee mug, and a box of tissues.  Real life.

My nosey busybody chicken loves her perch on the old oak table in the sun. 

Look to the left of the skirted table.  Can you see something hiding?

Peek-a-Boo!  The can of Biscuit paint.  :-P  

We had dinner guests Saturday and Sunday nights, so I tucked it out of sight but close to hand;

I've got holidays still to tackle.

Howard did the upper reaches of this wall; I don't do ladders.

Oops.  Breakfast clutter on the hutch!

More oops -- a peek from the sunroom into the kitchen, still in its old gold paint.

There are Howard's shirts, waiting for me to chauffeur them to the clearer.  And more paint!

I am going to be very happy when we're done renewing the kitchen.

There are wallpaper and paint swatches all over the kitchen walls.  Its makeover starts next week.

As for the shirts, the breakfast clutter, it's all part of life, and it isn't perfect at That Old House.

Or any other house.

Look at the sign on my kitchen sink window:

It has a different sign on the flip side.  The flip side of "Good Witch."

Howard likes this side, as he's met the other side upon occasion. 

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So what do you call a sunroom when the sun is down?

A moonroom?

 Whatever . . . . taken last night, after our guests left:

When we first lived here, I was slightly spooked by the big expanses of glass at night -- like big black holes in the walls.  I am thinking of putting up some sort of sheer draperies to pull across at night, or on those mornings when the sun is just a little too intense . . . but I'm no longer spooked by all the glass, and I love seeing the lights reflected over and over and over again.  And again.  And it's great at Christmas!

I hope you aren't disappointed by this fairly mild makeover, but if you could see it in real life, not thru my scatty pictures, you'd see it really does look different, and pulled-together, and clean . . . oh, especially clean!

Now, since it is Monday . . . 

I'm linking up to Susan's Metamorphosis Monday at her Between Naps On The Porch blog.  Click here!

At The House In The Roses, Cielo hosts Show Off Your Cottage Monday.  Click here!

 And then there's Mary at Little Red House, and her Mosaic Monday.

My mosaic is pretty prosaic -- groan, yes groan -- but I'm linking up anyway!  Click here!

 And have a lovely Monday.  It can't decide whether to be cloudy or sunny here today, and I wish I could cast the deciding vote on that tie!  -- Cass