I penciled in a day for cleaning up Bubbie's room while he was at camp, and I got the
brilliant idea that I would spray paint the metal bed so it wasn't white and crib-looking.
This is half of the bunk beds I bought in 1995. I was expecting Scout and needed to have Firstborn and The Girl share a room. They used it until we moved to Rustown, then Scout and Bubbie used it until The Girl moved to Waco. It was well worth the $200. I put half it on the curb for big trash day about a year ago...one day he will have an adult bed, but for now...
Oh, dear. See, this is what happens when you don't prep your shiny metal surface and prime it. The paint will start to fleck right off. That won't work for any length of time on furniture. I knew better...
Scout helped me rough up the finish and I went to Home Depot for the second time that morning to purchase more paint and some automotive primer. grrr.
******Monday - Coney Island dogs, rosemary fries
Tuesday - Chicken Pot Pie
Wednesday - Moroccan garbanzo stew with kielbasa, garlic toast
Thursday - Cashew Cumin Chicken*, rice, peas
Friday - Sausage spinach bake, carrots (special request from The Girl)
Saturday - Dad grill
Sunday - Stuffed Shells, salad
Dessert this week....hmmm...I'll think on it.
*This is one of those jarred sauces you find in the ethnic foods section - I love Indian food.
By the middle of the afternoon, I had given it several coats of a flat black paint. We had to work a little to straighten the metal slats - after years of use they had bowed a little, making the mattress sink in. I didn't bother painting the very center of the slats. They will never be seen. It looks a little like wrought iron, now. Less like a crib. I even did away with the bed elevators; he no longer needed all that storage space and they make the bed a little rickety. There was plenty of room for the Container Store baskets for magazines and such. His filing crate went into the closet.
I ordered him a new gray and black comforter (hopefully here soon), steam cleaned the carpets, and did some general straightening up. There now is a little more space to expand the wall collage downward, too.
I didn't change much else - Bubbie is rather particular about how his books are stacked and his doo dads arranged.
So, I mostly dusted. Washed his laundry. Emptied trash. The stuff he does for himself, but I wanted him to come home to a clean and neat room.
I even watered his bamboo!
Welcome home, Bubbie. Can't wait to see pics of camp!