Something you should know about our kitchen: it is small. 11 x 11, to be exact. We redid the kitchen shortly after we got married and I moved in. It was a gut job (including the ceiling and floors - but the walls stayed). I'll save those details for a later post. But one of the things that bugs me about our tiny kitchen is that there is nowhere to sit. No island, no countertop overhang, no nothing.
Between the end of the countertop and the entry to the dining room there is just enough wall space for a single bar stool (how sad). I measured the space and kept an eye out for a high bar stool that would work and found one at an antique store for around $10. Here is my find:
A great stool, but the color wasn't right. As you already know from yesterday's post, I wanted to match the color of my stool to the citrine color of my roman shade (below). I finally found the perfect color - Benjamin Moore's Mother Earth.
And, here is the reveal - the bar stool now painted and situated in small nook between the entryway to our dining room and the end of our countertop. Finally, a place where someone can sit and visit while I cook!
BEFORE
A great stool, but the color wasn't right. As you already know from yesterday's post, I wanted to match the color of my stool to the citrine color of my roman shade (below). I finally found the perfect color - Benjamin Moore's Mother Earth.
And, here is the reveal - the bar stool now painted and situated in small nook between the entryway to our dining room and the end of our countertop. Finally, a place where someone can sit and visit while I cook!
AFTER
And, I just love Anne Harwell's Courtney Barnes chair print right above it!!
I know what you're thinking: "this was the big reveal?". Well, yes. But in the war I've launched against this house, even the smallest victories are very rewarding and energizing. Happy Wednesday! :)