Wednesday, November 4, 2020

LHOTR - first snow and easy fridge transformation

 

November 1: our first snow! 

Dave wanted to get a jump on the weekend while I had to get mom to the airport, so we did what we do best, and "divide and conquer." He and Will left early to start work on the yard, while I got mom to the the airport and checked out the local grocery store. I was told they have the best prices on meats in town. Pork chops for $1.19/pound! Chuck roast $3.49/pound? We are having pot roast for dinner this weekend! 

I ran out of little dishes for the baking soda, so while I was waiting for mom's delayed flight, I made powder sachets to put in each drawer and cupboard. I was amazed at what a week's exposure could do to combat the mustiness, so I can't wait to see what another week will accomplish. 

In the meantime, joined the boys in the yard, and we pitched the leaves into the river on the advice of the neighbor, who said that's what everyone does. And to fill the ditches, especially with snowfall coming. 

Oh, did you say snow? 

One of Dave's favorite things to do is make a pot of coffee and watch the sun rise over the river. I cozied up next to him, frowning at the foggy mist. Only it wasn't fog, it was snow. To celebrate, I went to put my feet in the river. That lasted about five seconds. 

Before... 
...after!

Well now I had time for an indoor project, that being the fridge. The previous owners left us a fridge in great working order that unfortunately had spots of rust from the humidity. They also left a mini paint roller and a quart of white enamel paint to do the job.

I washed the sides with hot water and rinsed it, allowing it to dry completely. I added one coat and marveled at the coverage, and an hour later, added a second coat. It looks a-maze-ing. 

Anyone who has read my blog over the years (crickets...) knows I have been a huge advocate for recycling fashion by thrifting. After seeing how nicely we have been able to pull together the cottage with items we dug out of our house, thrifted, discovered at garage sales, or repurposed from the previous owners, every project has gotten me very excited by the prospect of "proving up the claim," and making it our own. 

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