wanted : an entry table

found : an entry table

I've had the decorating/re-decorating itch b i g time. I've been tearing pages out of the Pottery Barn and Ballard Designs catalogs and have a "wish list" that's an inch thick. One of those things on that list is a table to be put near our front door to create a little entry space. A place for keys, purses, and mail. We really have no formal entry way, and I wish we did. That would be the best option. But option number two is creating the illusion of one. And I thought a table might help.

On Friday, Henry was home from school and we declared a pj day. While the boys were playing peacefully in the living room, I was daydreaming about a table. Where in our house did we have a table that would be a good fit? Then it occurred to me. My nightstand. Without thinking it through, I went upstairs, got my nightstand, brought it downstairs, got some black paint from the basement, a paintbrush and spread a huge flattened box out on top of the dining room table. I started painting, sort of hoping the boys wouldn't notice.

They did notice. It turned into a bit more of a fiasco than I'd imagined. Although I really hadn't imagined it or thought about it. But I'm happy about it. And I'm glad for a new coat of paint and a little switcheroo. I like having a little table by our front door.


No time for painting shirts, they grabbed brushes and went to work.