Never in a million years did I ever believe I would be the proud owner of a gun cabinet, yet here I am. Owing one, and proud of it.
Plot twist: I didn’t buy it to put guns in. I bought it to store my gardening tools. Burglars will be extremely disgruntled if they ever try to rip me off. Surprise! No firearms in here but have a dirty old spade, instead.
How on Earth did we get to this point? Well, gentle reader, let me tell you.
During my musings on ways to tidy up the garage, my beady eyes were focused with laser-like intensity on the ugly-yet-functional wall-mounted racks, upon which hung our well-used collection of rakes, spades, forks, and the like.
With those in the forefront of my mind, I mentioned to Mr Maximalista that I was on the lookout for a wooden gun cabinet to put them in. Honestly, he wasn’t entirely convinced that this was a good idea. But you know me, once my brain locks onto an idea my poor, long-suffering husband stands no chance…
Would you believe it! The very next day, when we were dropping off a carload of donations at our local New Horizons thrift store, I popped in to have a quick shufti. And there she was! It was meant to be!
Of course, I wasn’t too thrilled that the cashier did not have the common courtesy to ask my age, instead had the temerity to simply assume I was entitled to the senior discount (10% off).
In high dudgeon, I silently accepted the assault on my fragile ego ONLY because that 10% discount — combined with the $5 coupon I had proffered — saved me a whopping $8.50. The gun cabinet was listed at $34.99, whereas I paid a mere $26.49.
As you know, this English Maximalista LOVES a bargain! Even if it means that I am mistaken for a pensioner in order to get it.
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Once I got her home, I put my burglar-thwarting plan into action. My fury at the presumptuous cashier dissipated with each staple I smashed into the fabric I was attaching to the glass-fronted doors.
Smugly satisfied with how lovely it looks!
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Here follows a general update on the progress made since my last blog about our garage.
In the past week, I have painted (most of) the ceiling and (most of) the walls. You may recall my experimental paint-job when I was redecorating the primary bathroom, last year? Well, I still had 3/4 gallon of greyish / lilac paint remaining from that little fiasco, as well as 1/2 gallon of teal paint I had leftover from when we painted the garage hallway / stairs to the basement.
I decided to use those up, rather than throw them away in the garage purging, to save myself a few bob.
Between all this painting, I also moved dozens of boxes, a china cabinet, two wardrobes, and countless other garagey-type items; my poor old-aged pensioner’s body now feels broken.
Happily, I have dropped off two (yes, TWO!!) trunk-loads of donations to the local charity shop, and Lady Penelope is currently loaded up for her third trip, too *pats self on back*
You will notice that I have not shared any pictures of the entrance to the house. That is because a) it’s not quite finished yet, and b) it is going to look INCREDIBLE, thus deserves a Grand Reveal all of its own!
Trust me, it’s worth the wait! You won’t believe the difference.
Lots of love,
M xo
The English Maximalista 
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