OK, I have a friend named Devin(girl) and we are inseparable. We hang out every day it seems, even though she just moved here about seven months ago. In her backyard, there are some horse stalls (typical of Arizona), and among those horse stalls is a tool shed, or as we call it, the shack. Once Sierra (my life-long buddy) shed her gaze upon it, her mind exploded with ideas. For example;Lets make it into our club house, lets paint it, lets fix it up, lets put carpet in it, lets buy rugs for it, (ext...). As for me, I had only one measly idea; Lets make it into our M.E.E.P. headquarters (M.E.E.P. stands for Mormon Elephants Exceeding Perfection, a club I made up about one years ago that never really caught on). Yes we did all of that, besides the carpet thing, we painted the floor instead. So all weekend, we painted, decorated, and even managed too have a sleep over! Fun, fun. I'll get some pictures later, but for now, here's a brief explanation of the entire thing.
-The shack is about as big as a large elevator with the door at the short end to one side.
-The shack has a large table built in, reaching from short side to short side, and it is on the wall to the left when you walk in.
-We painted the whole thing white, then splatter painted it with blue green and orange, the coolest colors in the world. It got a little messy and sierra, Dev, and I all have paint in our hair still.
-Think of a maroon-sh brown color, that is the color of the outside of the shack. We were not allowed to paint the outside.
-Imagine a red little dinky mailbox taped to the outside wall and also to a plank of wood coming out of the ground.
-You've got the picture
Beatrice Everett (your loving interior designer)