Barn Wood Entry Way Shelves

We're busy around here waiting for cement to cure.

That's the equivalent of watching paint dry, only it takes longer.

So while we wait for the cement to cure and the new bathroom flooring to arrive, I decided it was a good time to actually paint a wall and have Brawn make some shelves that he's been meaning to make for the last 20 years.

I can't say for sure its shelves he's been meaning to make for 20 years, but I know he's been meaning to make something for an awkward entry way corner.

But before shelves could go up, one wall in the entry needed to be painted.

I wanted to find a coordinating color, just lighter, than the other darker greige wall.  Sounds simple enough right?

So I drove an inconvenient amount of time to purchase a gallon of Sherwin Williams paint, after agonizing over paint chips for a week, only to bring the perfect paint color home and then say what the helll?.

Happens to me every time.  I'm famous for never getting the paint color right.

That light gray I thought I picked out, well somehow it morphed into basically the same color as the white trim, there was no contrast.

I picked lighter alright.  I swear it was light gray when I held the chip next to the trim, but what I came home with was white or might have had two drops of off white spit to color it just a smidgen.

I don't know how I consistently pick the wrong paint color, it's just a gift I guess.

A couple days later I combined a trip back to the paint store, with a Costco visit and my sun roof glass flew off to the heavens as I was driving along.

Yes the glass really just flew off - poof it was gone, and I had a cold breeze for the duration of my drive.

But the whistling noise the roof used to make had stopped.

I now have plastic and red duct tape and can no longer see the sun or moon through the roof of my vehicle.

Anyway, after that strange thing, I marched into Sherwin Williams, plunked the can on the counter, along with some different paint chips, and told the guy I don't know which of these colors he can tint and transform this paint into, just do it please.

And he did.

His computer told him that he could turn my basically white gallon of paint into Alpaca, a light greige, leaning more to the gray.

This whole stupid paint re-coloring meant my one day project turned into a one week long project, and to round out my stressful paint picking, I decided that the awkward entry way corner - that's been that way for 20 darn years - was gonna get some shelves.

I asked nicely on Sunday morning and by Sunday night the awkward corner had shelves.

Oh, and the paint color Alpaca?  I love it.  Thankfully.

The shelves are held up on the wall by basic ripped and stained boards, and then are nailed right to that.

When the barn wood front goes on that part doesn't show and the shelves look like a piece of thick beam.

The shelves are stained plywood with grooves cut in them to give the illusion of boards.

On the higher shelves my husband turned over the boards where the bottoms show but the tops don't, so they still look like grooved boards from underneath.

The fronts are 100 year old barn boards.  We have shelves similar to this in our master bathroom.

I have plans to make vintage looking wood crates to put on the shelves.  I'd like to organize photo albums and loose pictures and that sort of stuff in the crates, but that's a project for another day.

I think I need symmetry of size on each shelf, so crates that are the same will please me, but I didn't want to show you empty shelves so I scavenged around the house for a few things to fill the space till the crates are made.

Hope it doesn't take 20 years, because that old tin belongs in my kitchen.

I may have to relocate the umbrella stand full of yardsticks and canes.  It used to stand in the awkward corner.

If you are thinking the tall thick round piece of wood is a walking stick, you would be wrong.

It's a didgeridoo.

Isn't an umbrella stand where you keep your didgeridoo?

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