A Bench Restoration

I’m so excited to reveal this piece to you. Lately, I feel like God is putting the most kind and incredible people in front of me. The owners of this bench are no exception. They are two beautiful souls and it was an honor that they trusted me with a piece of furniture they truly love and have had around 30 years! Continue reading “A Bench Restoration”

A Storage Chest for Baby Joey

When we first arrived in Maryland in May of this year, Dean and I didn’t know anyone.

The day we stepped foot in the state, was our first night to call it home. With a full moving truck, tired feet, and excitement in each breath, we’ve been working to make this place feel like our home ever since.

While Dean was busy getting settled into his new squadron, new place of work, new commute, new job, I was staring straight into the emptiness of mine. There was no structure waiting for me, no path or direction, no email telling me when to show up. Those were long days unpacking and working by myself. I’m a creator, an artisan, and totally new to running my own business and working by myself, so there were many days I felt at a loss in a new city, not knowing a soul but still trying to create something out of nothing. Our worlds are so different, but getting to support each other in our careers is enriching our marriage and making us a better team!

This morning I spent some time praying and reflecting on the last 5 months. This time has shown me that with faith, patience, and a load of grace, God moves. Doors have been opened where walls once only existed, relationships have been formed, new adventures have begun, and I feel dizzy with excitement and overwhelmed by the love of God, my family, and friends (both old and new) as my life is daily enriched with new challenges and blessings! I’m so glad I took the chance to pursue Restored Living as my full-time career. I’m grateful I faced the down days with the support of my incredible husband, and that I’m able to shut the door on doubt and fear when I don’t feel good enough or like I’ll make it on my own. Pursuing your dreams takes hard work, huh?

This post today is brought to you by Facebook! I’m grateful for Facebook and the infinite groups it holds, because it really is an open door into the lives of so many people. From a simple post on a military spouse page, I got to meet Stephanie. Not only is she a fellow interior design and creative enthusiast, she has spent years of her life in Texas -FRIENDSHIP BONUS!

This new friend and sweet soul, allowed me to recreate a garage sale storage chest she had picked up for a project such as this! She has a beautiful baby boy, Joey, and this chest is to go in his nursery. I love getting to be part of enriching people’s homes with beautiful custom furniture that fits their needs and makes them happy!

Take a look at what Stephanie gave to me and see if you could have seen this for what is could be, instead of what it was! Continue reading “A Storage Chest for Baby Joey”

Becoming an Artisan

Over the last couple of months I’ve embarked on a journey I didn’t quite have a name for originally. The journey of becoming an artisan.

It all began when my husband and I moved from our Texas home to Biloxi, Mississippi so he could begin his career in the Air Force. I found myself having many hard moments in the weeks that followed our first move. After the chaos of moving settled into the new routines of life, I began to feel isolated, alone, and directionless. As everything started in my husband’s career, I felt the ideas I had about mine slip slowly through my fingers. While most of my friends were/are thriving in their mid-twenty careers or grad-school ventures,  I placed mine on the back burner, and turned the heat to low, so nothing would scorch while I contemplated my next move. You can ask any of my close friends, I’ve been a quarter-life-identity-crisis prototype. But, in all seriousness, the last ten months have been full of introspection and self discovery. It was scary, humbling, and challenging, but I wouldn’t change it and I finally feel like I’m embracing the direction this next season of life is headed.

As of this time last year, I wanted to pursue a Master’s Degree in Social Work to become a therapist; however the last ten months have held two big moves, which means two new homes, and, what might as well be, two new worlds. I felt like I couldn’t put roots down for myself, much less my career. I also felt my peace shift away from grad-school. I really felt sure it was my next step, but that certainty left me at the threshold of a black door, waiting for a light to click on and illuminate my new purpose.

So I waited.

I started to rethink what I wanted out of this life now and in the future. My brain became the space of a great life inquisition.  What did I want my career to look like as a wife and (hopefully-one-day-not-too-too-soon) mother? How did I want to affect the world around me? I started to think about my passions, the things that make me feel alive. Words like restoring, recreating, hospitality, love, faith, warmth, home, family, writing, painting, food, and peaceful environments kept coming to mind when I envisioned my passions.

I asked myself what my natural strengths were and what did I have the most fun and challenge doing? And those thoughts pulled me further away from the “professional” world back to here. “Here” being Restored Living, both the blog and my customized furniture company. Here being my home, and your home and the relationship between the two. All of these thoughts, all of the introspection and “dark nights of the soul” led me to embrace this totally new world of artisan furniture recreations and attempting to document so my readers can be inspired to create beauty in their homes as well. And I feel on fire!

It’s with passion and hesitancy and a little fear -but way more joy, that I’m officially declaring Restored Living as my next career move. Sometimes you just have to say, or write, something to make it feel real.

My dream for this next season of my life would be that I can enable people to make their homes as peaceful and beautiful as they long for them to be. I’ve been polishing my skills as a painter, designer, writer, and photographer to create great content here and in real life so I can make happier homes in Texas, Mississippi,  Maryland (& wherever we end up next)!

I’ve learned a lesson in looking on the inside, on the things, thoughts, and ideas we have burning in our soul, and just embracing life with those dreams in the forefront of my intentions. Because I believe that embodies what I know as truth. So cheers to overcoming fears, and embracing the challenge of something totally new and unknown.

Without further ado, I’d like to introduce you to the newest addition to my project gallery, these two Mid-ish-Century Modern Accent Chairs. I found them at an estate sale the third week we were in Maryland for $3 a piece during the final hours of the sale. They are solid wood, heavy, comfortable… and they were hideous.

 

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Beneath the already horrid material sat the original old glory. It was thick, and a good place to start from after I cleaned them up.

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I pulled, tore, and played tug of war with this old material. I took everything apart, sanded and stained the wood -then reassembled. I then took my cushions, new fabric, and measured, cut, and stapled away. The whole project took hours, of course.

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But the end result was TOTALLY worth every minute and struggle. These turned out to be quality gems that are now headed to Virginia to a new home. I absolutely love their funky soul and think they will be perfect in their new space. What do you think?

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The stain is in General Finishes Java Gel and it has three layers of General Finishes High Performance Top Coat.

 

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If you’ve made it to the end of this lengthy post I thank you for letting me share my heart and for your support in my new adventure. I’d love to hear your feedback or give you any help I can offer. I hope the rest of your week is full of nothing but goodness.

-beth