I stumbled across this blog and saw this:
I knew I had to give this a try..... well as soon as I could get my hands on a free pallet! I have been seeing more and more pallet projects: on the blogs I follow, all OVER Pinterest too.
A few weeks went by before I had an opportunity to grab myself a free pallet. Girl Scout cookies had arrived, and that meant unloading the semi truck FULL of yummy cookies, which were loaded and stacked on.......... PALLETS!
Now, they normally take the pallets back with them, as a way of re-using or recycling them. Luckily, one was left behind. I asked if I could keep it, and they were more than happy to accommodate my request!
So, I get home, lugging none other than a VERY blonde pallet. PB takes one look at the pallet, one look at me, and says "I don't even want to know". Ha ha!
The tricky part of this whole project was this: PB is like anal retentive O.C.D. and hates, hates, hates, (did I mention hates?) a mess. I knew this project was going to make one unholy mess, sooooooooooooo, I had to wait for him to be gone for an entire weekend to even start.
Lady Luck once again shined down on me a few weeks later when....... PB was invited to play in a gold tournament OUT. OF. TOWN. Where he would be gone the ENTIRE weekend..... a couple of HOURS away. Y.E.S!!!!!!
He left on a Thursday night. After I got home from my Zumba workout, I made a beeline for that pallet. It has been calling to me softly from the garage all week...... since the first moment I heard PB was going to be gone. I had been itching to give it a makeover, and my chance was here at last!
First things first: it was WAY too blonde for me. Some color was definitely in order. The day before I had picked up a small can of wood stain from Fred Meyers, a plastic drop cloth, and a nice brush. Because I am a retard, I forgot to take a "before" picture of my pallet.
Here it is, after the stain job. Sucky photos because, in true Banjo style, I forgot my camera at the office (after needing it take some pictures of a customers motorcycle) so I was stuck with cell phone pics in very low light.
Well, several swear words, power tools, mis-markings, blood, sweat, tears, desperate please to the neighbor for different screws and 2 1/2 hours later? We had the damn thing on the wall!
I love, love, love these little glass containers of loose beads and pearls.
My favorite bottle of wine, given to me by Spice Rack!