A few months ago, I embarked on a shopping excursion via the internet.
I'd seen a post on Instagram about Magnolia Market and that a majority of their stock came from the wholesaler, Creative Co-op.
Not all of it, but a fair amount of their inventory comes from this source.
Dreams of having a retail shop filled with wonderful trinkets started floating through my head.
I saw a lamp while I was binge browsing.
It was desk lamp with a green shade.
The metal was gold.
I wanted it!
I was quitting my job so I did not purchase the lamp. You can find it on Amazon.
I was quitting my job so I did not purchase the lamp. You can find it on Amazon.
I found a banker's lamp at the thrift store with a yummy, green shade.
You all know how I've been crushing on green this year.
I set it on the kitchen table.
Bill said, "You re-bought our old lamp?"
Indeed.
We used to have this lamp.
Almost everyone had this lamp.
Almost everyone had this lamp.
Bill is a banker so we had an obligation to have this style of lamp on his desk.
It was an anniversary or birthday gift to him when we were newlyweds and we had no money.
We had money but no extra money or "funny money" as we like to call it.
We had money but no extra money or "funny money" as we like to call it.
The base needed a bit of an update.
Tape and paper helped keep the paint off of the yummy shade.
Oil Rubbed Bronze by Rust-Oleum is the color I used.
Tape and paper helped keep the paint off of the yummy shade.
Oil Rubbed Bronze by Rust-Oleum is the color I used.
It's perfect on the piano.
It adds a pop of green to that corner.
It matches the stained glass window.
It adds a pop of green to that corner.
It matches the stained glass window.
Let's talk about the piano.
Yup. I painted it.
Before you embark on a freak out, let me state that I've had it evaluated twice.
The Texas heat and humidity have not been kind to this instrument. It cannot be tuned.
It sounds terrible.
It sounds terrible.
My son and I are the only ones that ever played this piano.
I checked with the guy at the antique mall. There is no market for vintage pianos.
None.
We could have given it to the thrift store but they didn't need another upright piano taking up their precious, retail space.
They have had several sitting there for a while.
No one in the family wanted it.
It was orange and it had flood damage.
It could have been stripped and re-stained to fix the damage but painting was so much easier.
They have had several sitting there for a while.
No one in the family wanted it.
It was orange and it had flood damage.
It could have been stripped and re-stained to fix the damage but painting was so much easier.
So it got the "Katie Mansfield nothing is safe from the paintbrush" treatment.
Please pray for my neighbor to the west of me because now that I'm retired, I'm going to play it again.
Hopefully, she cannot hear it through the walls because this is painful to listen to.
The dog has been in hiding.
The dog has been in hiding.
There it is, the unfiltered story of our piano.
The new/old lamp is adorable.
Have a great day.
Katie































