One Room Challenge Week 3: A Seattle Front Porch Makeover

Okay, guys. This post is late. You know why? Well, there are two reasons. 1. This whole One Room Challenge thing doesn't pay the bills, so I'm prioritizing the things that do. Insert shoulder shrug emoji here. 2. The weather in Seattle. It is not exactly cooperating. April has already had ALL the rain, and it's not piping down anytime soon. I should have chosen a properly insulated indoor room for this here challenge, but it wouldn't be as challenging then, would it?

The porch, it is clean. Kinda. It's going to have to be washed again due to the rain, some bird poop (really birds???) and the other work we did. The other work involving a very fine Makita power thingy (aka jack hammer), which might have been a little overkill - I'm sure a hammer thingy (aka sledgehammer) would work just as well. Guys, I know my tools, just sometimes I forget the names - I started writing this post last week when Week Two was actually supposed to be posted and had to go back and add the real names. A rose by any other name is just as sweet? Well, call a jack hammer a power thingy, and it still breaks up the  concrete. True story. Anyhoo, so we used that jackhammer to destroy the ugly, narrow concrete pathway that led from the front walkway to the back gate. It's going to be replaced with some tumbled pavers and stone garden bed borders. I've wanted to do this since we first moved into the house three years ago, but it quickly moved down the list of top things we need to take care of right this minute.

Taking all that concrete out turned into a family affair. Convincing a 16-year-old to carry heavy chunks between a wheelbarrow and a truck bed isn't the easiest venture in the world, but guess what guys, I take the challenge in One Room Challenge seriously. After the truck was loaded up, we took ourselves straight to the dump and dropped it off. Apparently that was a big mistake. My friend Brian from Cobalt Construction told me to take it to a yard waste recycling company like Pacific Top Soils next time. It's cheaper and recycling is better for the environment. They take concrete from sidewalks like ours in small chunks. Since I didn't know that I'm going to assume you don't either, and sharing is caring and the whole point of writing these posts, yes? The more you know, ding! Oh man, I hope people get that reference.

What not to do with your concrete apparently. 

What not to do with your concrete apparently. 

So yeah, the concrete is gone, and now I have a hole in my heart, I mean yard. It's still there mostly because I'm not looking forward to more manual labor. I know, I know. I can hire people, and I probably will, because time, but yeah. Ask me if I have ordered the pavers for the new path. Go on. Ask me. THE ANSWER IS NO, ALL RIGHT?? Stop pestering me. I have a feeling that all of the work for this six-week challenge is going to be done in the wee hours of the night before the photographer is scheduled to come shoot the project. Have I mentioned that this isn't my full time job?

Livin' on the edge! See how narrow that sucker was? 

Livin' on the edge! See how narrow that sucker was? 

Moving on.

I went to see my friend Paige of Memento Style yesterday to gather some goodies for the project, and she had the most delightful tassels. I wasn't even thinking tassels. But now? We're going to have tassels. More than that, we're going to have some dip dyed tassels. Yes, friends, I'm going to get crafty with it, and you are gonna get a front row seat to my attempt NOT to dye my fingers as well. Seems simple enough - you just wear gloves. But where there's a will there's a way, and I guarantee my fingers will find a way to get dyed. 

Future pretties

Future pretties

What else is going on? Well, I picked up the paint from our friends at Sherwin Williams for everything except the front door (cuz I forgot...). I purchased some great outdoor furniture through Craigslist and Offer Up. I just need to paint it. I'm painting teak, you guys. Are the wood gods going to come haunt me? We shall see. I'm also going to paint some wicker furniture as well. Joe, my aforementioned partner in crime for this project (and my husband), is convinced it's a terrible idea. "It's just going to flake!" he tells me. Will it though? We shall see. It's all about prep and the right paint products, right? That's where Sherwin Williams comes in, baby.

Bargain finds from the interwebs. Also, bubbye yard path!

Bargain finds from the interwebs. Also, bubbye yard path!

And this is the bench that came with the teak set. See how unloved? Enter Joe. 

And this is the bench that came with the teak set. See how unloved? Enter Joe. 

You'd be amazed how many uses we find for our power washer!

You'd be amazed how many uses we find for our power washer!

Why am I painting furniture instead of just buying stuff that would just work as is? Because I'm a glutton for punishment that's why! I'm pressed for time, so why wouldn't I throw a lot of projects into the mix?!? Okay, for reals, the reason is that I love the idea of taking the imperfect and making it work for a project, and I would much rather do that with something that has lived another life than brand new furniture. Besides, how else am I going to put Joe's brand new painting station to work? Yeah, he did that just for me. Isn't he the greatest? If you do nothing else in life, get yourself a Joe.

Painting station formerly known as workshop formerly known as garage keeps dust and debris off painted furniture so they dry immaculately

Painting station formerly known as workshop formerly known as garage keeps dust and debris off painted furniture so they dry immaculately

So there you have it, my two weeks for the price of one update. What's going to come next week? Your guess is as good as mine! Let's keep the mystery alive, shall we?

xoxo,
Rebecca