After a whole day of painting, multiple trips to the hardware store, one visit to IKEA, and an entire month without being allowed to eat a chocolate bar, the day has arrived at last — Dad's room, revealed!
Remember when it looked like this (above), a collection of the usual random assortment of stuff that finds itself in a spare bedroom?
Now, the room — which has been lovingly nick-named "Dad's Snore Space" — has pale grey walls, curtains, and a comfy new reading chair we scored on eBay.
It's a modest room, but our Style Cure was all about sticking to budget. Neither of us wanted to waste money on anything that was cheap and would soon need to be replaced, so if we couldn't find a good deal on an item (lighting, for example) we bought nothing. Honestly, at times it was hard to buy nothing. But our bank balances are glad for it.
Here's our budget/source list broken down:
- IKEA leather chair: $20 from ebay
- Grey striped bedspread: $49.99 from IKEA
- White pillowcases: $4.99 from IKEA
- Throw pillow: $25 from IKEA
- Blue bedside table: old bedside table painted with $3.50 mis-tint paint!
- Curtains + rod, bedside lamp, Captain Kirk mug, frame + photograph: found around the house
- Wooden bedside table: From my sister-in-law's outbox! Score!
Total spent: $103.48
People asked me, over the last few weeks, how it was decorating a room with my Dad. At times it was logistically harder, but overall it was much more fun than decorating alone. While we were painting, one of the classic moments from the Style Cure for me was this:
Me: Dad, we should take a moment and check if we've missed painting any spots.
Dad: Nah, they'll show up tomorrow. And wherever the biggest missed spot is, that's where you put the bed. Now THAT'S interior design. I bet they don't put that kind of advice on your fancy-pants blog.
No Dad, no they don't.
And how does Dad feel about the room? "Well, all I wanted was a room that made someone go WOW. The day after we'd painted, Ralph (my son/Dad's grandson) went into the room and said WOW. It's perfect...
...can I eat my chocolate now?"