Let me begin by saying the rec room is the least of my worries–and those are legion. I have a long, long list of priorities that supersede designing the rec room, but I did want to at least get something that would get one of the two big screens down there off the floor and receive all those DVD’s that have been in boxes for over a year.
I can see keeping the kids’ DVD’s because we use them in the car. I can see needing my collection of chick flicks that get watched from time to time since I always watch a period drama on the day of a performance. But most of our CD’s are worthless because what do we do when we want to watch a movie? We head to Amazon or Netflix to see what is new. And then we spend 45 minutes maximizing before we throw up our hands and just watch Jeopardy and The Daily Show like everyone else.
But anyway, I still needed a place to enshrine bygone entertainments like Digital Versatile Discs. So I bought this enormously heavy dresser from craigslist for $70. Yep, you spy veneer. And yes, it looks totally 80’s to me, too. And not the cool kind of 80’s that is back in right now. Just the regular 80’s where people made ugly furniture and ratted their bangs.
Then I shortened my life by like 2 weeks by painting it with alcohol based primer in an enclosed storage space. I really have to give up this notion that I can use the storage room for a workshop without seriously attending to lighting and ventilation in there first.
I followed that with two coats of charcoal latex paint using a brush and a foam roller. I have a paint sprayer, but I don’t have a good place to use it. It seems like the prep would take more time and energy than a paint sprayer actually saves. I don’t know. Maybe you should talk me into using it. Anyway, I also drilled for and placed new knobs which I found at Homegoods to make it look a little less masculine and 80’s.
It looks pretty good, I think. I mean, I’m not putting it in the family room for everyone to see, but it’s perfectly adequate for the rec room.
Geez, I sound like my voice teacher. “Approaching acceptable” is one of her classic compliments. She recently called before an audition to give me a pep talk that was like a parody of killing someone with faint praise. I almost laughed. And she totally means well and believes in my talent! She just fears anything less than tough love will make me stop working all together. Hm. Maybe she’s on to something.
I put a ton of DVD’s and video games in the drawers now, so I just have to have Kent help me move the TV over, and it can be the new Xbox central. I’m debating whether to just buy some Pottery Barn number for the family room, or to invest my precious time and energy into creating some unique piece. I might have to give chalk paint a chance, too. This primer stuff is frying my brains.