The three lives of a card catalog.

Once upon a time I dragged home a homely little card catalog because I was desperate to own one. I wanted a card catalog soooo badly but no way could I afford (or find) the big, gorgeous ones. (Of course, soon after, I did find a big one at a rock bottom price.)

I don't have a before picture but it was exactly like the one below but without the knobs. I painted a little table the same mustard color, plopped the card catalog on it and it lived in our office waiting for its 'real' legs. I had a plan, after all.

Not much to look at but it was a bargain!

Finally it got legs and a paint job and it was boring. I painted the legs to match the pulls, why? And the soft green had no spark. But those legs! I worked real hard to get them that awful looking. All my hard work and I'd produced a wallflower.

Then I put it in my booth where it sat all lonely, neglected and overlooked.
Poor card catalog.

 Last week I decided to bring it home and give it a face lift. I was hoping I could get it back to the booth this week, all shiny and new. 

Then a funny thing happened. I thought I'd 'just see' what it would look like ....... So, I shoved some furniture around and rolled the card catalog into place. Hmmmm. Nice pop of color. Maybe I'll leave it there - just for a day or two.

Yeah, right. Insert maniacal laugh here. A couple days. I don't think it's going anywhere any time soon.

It's missing some hardware so I'll have to do some research. First I have to find out what the little round brass thingies that hold the knobs are called. I might also replace the knobs if it isn't too expensive.

Now, since moving furniture has a domino effect, I have to figure out where the displaced trunks I use as end tables will go. yikes

I'm liking the pops of color I'm putting in our mostly neutral great room, the old red and white glider horse and a red industrial shelf. In one corner we have red, in the opposite corner we have green. In the middle is a tan sectional sitting on tan carpet screaming for new throw pillows.

Wandering through it all is me, screaming for hardwood floors. sigh

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