add more red. and use hot glue.

If I’m not teaching school or cooking some type of food for the hungry mouths at this house or sweeping the dirt-loving wood floors or staring aimlessly into space as I try to remember what I was doing to begin with, then I’m probably thinking about my next project.

Sunday afternoon I found myself standing in the kitchen alone.  

All family members occupied in some form of play or amusement not requiring attention from me.

And I started thinking about how the door in our kitchen leads to our laundry room/back porch.  And about how that door has a large window in it.  And how that large window often reveals the stacked up status of our laundry pile regardless of my tireless efforts.  And how that view from the kitchen frequently leads me to feel less than inspired and how I would like to hide our family’s literal dirty laundry from any house guests.

Now, we are still very much ensconced in the Low to No Revolution, despite the fact that I haven’t written about it recently.

Which meant my budget for this idea was not a budget at all.

On top of the fridge, in an old picnic basket, I discovered a slightly shabby (but I’ll call it vintage) red checkered tablecloth.  Only half of it was remaining.  Apparently I had created something else out of the tablecloth long before but had decided to save what was left.

I rounded up one extra curtain rod and a set of mismatched rings and hastily nailed them to the door.

Voila.

Absolutely effortless curtains.

They aren’t amazing – but they are blocking the view quite pleasantly.

And they cost me nothing.

Lying across the stove was the remaining fabric from the tablecloth.

I couldn’t just leave it there.

And then I noticed this little eyesore.

It serves its purpose.

But it doesn’t look good doing it.

But all that was about to change.

First, I added mini curtains with the leftover fabric.  (It was exactly enough!)

And that was certainly better – but still a little plain.

I figured I needed more red.

And some hot glue.

And a couple dozen bottlecaps.

It’s not perfect, but I call it art.

And it makes me happy when I’m cooking and cutting and baking and cleaning.

One Sunday afternoon.  A lot of hot glue.  And not a dime out of my pocket.

That’s Low to No decorating!