I Have Become Too Attached To One of My Signs (and My Signs Are in a Local Shop Now)

I talked in my last post about our move and how I felt like everything was falling into place. I feel like this is where we are supposed to be right now.

On the day we first came to look at the house we had to wait another 40 minutes before we could get in to see it so we went for a walk to the beach while we waited. On the way back I spotted a little shop that had lovely painted furniture in the window. My kind of shabby chic refurbished furniture. The shop was closed but I really wanted to go back and visit when it was open. It is called Cottage Living and it is lovely (have I said that already?).

So, of course, we ended up getting the house but all the events of the move put it out of my head while I concentrated on controlling the chaos. And then after we were settled a bit the girly and I headed out on a gorgeous Fall day (my very favourite kind) for a walk to the beach. And on the way back, lo and behold, the shop was open! Well I just had to go in. So we did and I didn’t really want to leave but the girly had other ideas. So I had a quick chat with the shop owner, Linda, who seemed a little excited when I told her I painted signs. She asked about my process and then told me she had a way quicker method and invited me to come back when I had some time. She also asked if I wanted to sell my signs in her shop which, of course, I did. I took her card and emailed her my Facebook page when I got home.

Almost a week later I was able to get Grandma to come hang out with the girly and back I went. I enjoyed every minute I was there and had the time to find out more about their clay based paint and milk paint (yes, they sell paint, too and other lovely household goodies). I was also able to see her working with the milk paint as she paints right in the back of the shop. I had just recently read about milk paint and am eager to try it out. It gives a bit of a different texture than chalk or clay paint …more of a chipping effect to give it a really old vintage feel. Linda also showed me a recent piece she did which was originally old, ugly bifold doors. She added molds to it, painted it and now it’s a beautiful room screen. It looks amazing. Anyway, I am starting to babble here. Can you tell I am excited?

I really enjoyed being in that shop, inspired by Linda, and all the creations around me. I found myself putting off leaving but eventually it was time to head home to the girly. Linda and I talked about me bringing some signs and arranged for me to bring some down in a couple of days. That night I started to look at all my signs trying to decided which ones I would bring. I ended up picking out 18 of them and typed up a price list for Linda.

But when it came down to it there was one sign I found I just couldn’t part with. I talked to my hubby about it and also to my sister (because sometimes talking out loud just lets you know how you really feel but I also value their opinions, too) and in the end I have decided to keep it. I just love it, too much. Can you guess which one? Yes, it’s the “oh, to be by the sea” I painted on driftwood. So I will have to delist it in my Etsy shop, too before I have to explain to someone why I can’t sell it to them.

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The sign I just couldn’t part with.

A Gorgeous Piece of Driftwood

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My sister in law found the most amazing piece of driftwood. And, she gave it to me! When I received it I thought it was such a great piece that I felt like it was an important task to come up with just the right thing to do with it. I mean really it is a one of a kind piece so I didn’t want to just paint anything on it.

It has sat propped beside where I work for the better part of two months now. Sometimes I would take time out just to stare at it and wonder about what I should do with it. Sometimes I would google beach sayings or things like that to give me inspiration. At some point the phrase “oh, to be by the sea” started making circles in my head whenever I looked at the driftwood. I have no idea where the words came from. I even tried to google it to see if that told me anything. It didn’t. I must have made them up.

Finally, this weekend I decided that “oh, to be by the sea” was exactly what should be written on it only I needed to find a worthy font. I started to scour the internet and after much searching I found it and I think it is perfect. I have fallen in love with this piece. I don’t think the picture does it justice. It is actually over two feet long.