I know I have mentioned before that I have a wonderful and supportive husband who lavishes me with fantastic gifts. The gifts that he gives me might not be what every girl wants, but he sure does know how to get to my heart. I don’t remember exactly when this package arrived but it was sometime in the last year. It was right around the time I made this and this. The box was quite heavy and inside I found a whole bunch of these:
I have also talked about living in a house without closets before. That is turning into a recurring theme around here. You might think that living with out them would force me to be hyper-organized. You might think that. . . but you would be wrong. Imagine for a moment that you had to remove the entire contents of ALL of the closets in your house and incorporate that stuff into your living spaces. . . I’ll wait. . .
So. These beautiful hooks have been languishing in their box for almost a year – and today I decided to
search wildly through the room where we keep everything that really should be in a closet get them out, and put a few of them to good use. I had forgotten how gorgeous they are. If you don’t like “old” and “patina” and “well used”, that statement just isn’t going to make any sense to you at all. If you think that I should really have soaked off all that white paint and shined these puppies up then you should probably change the channel right now. But I’m getting to know you – just as you’re getting to know me – and I think you all will “get it”. I’m just in love with them. So much so, that I had to line them all up before I started my little project, and take pretty pictures of them. There are 28 in all.
My son needed a place to hang up some things in his room. I gave him a bunch of button down shirts and a corduroy blazer for Christmas and he had nowhere to keep them. I do not iron. Ahem. E v e r. Mr. Social Media’s shirts go to the cleaner’s for laundering and come home on a hanger. The Boy’s shirts don’t need to be perfect and look just “casually rumpled” if I take them out of the dryer after about 5 minutes and pop them onto a hanger.
I often have a hard time putting nails or screws into the walls of this house. And when I say, “I have a hard time”, I really mean I ask Mr. Social Media to do it for me. To be totally honest, I’m intimidated by the 160+ year old plaster. He is the plaster repairer around here and so if someone is going to screw up and make a great big hole (it happens. . .) in the plaster – it may as well be him. In this case though, I didn’t have to mess with the plaster. Would you call this a picture rail?
I put up three hooks. I used the screws them selves to make pilot holes and that made it much easier to do the job. I really needed about 5 hands to hold the hook, the screw, the drill , and the camera all at the same time and getting the screw started beforehand was very helpful. These are no little wimpy pine 1×4’s on this wall. This wood is h a r d. It really took some elbow grease behind the screwdriver to get the screws into the wood.
So. All the new shirts and the new jacket are hung up. I may put up a couple more tomorrow, but I’m fresh out of black screws. I don’t want to spoil the look of the vintage hooks with bright shiny silver screws. Here’s hoping this will help the boy keep his room tidy!
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Do you suffer from a lack of (or a total absence of) closets in your house? What have you come up with to alleviate the situation?