Victoria Elizabeth Barnes

Craigslist is my spirit animal – The bed saga, Pt. 1

The bedrooms at our old house were about the size of shoeboxes, but at this house we have plenty of room for a king-size bed.


The bed-shopping experience has been derailed by my ever-escalating symptoms of GFTD: giant-fancy-thing-disease… Giant fancy things are out there. I will be getting them.

My affliction is particularly advanced – to the point where practicality has stopped playing any role at all in my design choices.

Do you see a problem here? No? Me either.

If you like craigslist-bargains or estate-sale hunting, you MUST read the story of this antique bed. **this girl’s craigslist stories are hysterical.

Wow. This is totally fascinating… keep reading.

You know your project is out of control when…

This was supposed to be a post about my latest craigslist find and an introduction to the Mirror Troll’s sister – the Bed Troll… But I got a new computer over the weekend and I am still muddling through transferring files and photos and reinstalling applications and trying to figure out why stuff is not syncing.

It is a total novelty that I can do ALL of those things simultaneously without the computer saying–you ask too much of me, I need to lie down.

Further making this a good week: Paul and I were interviewed for a story in The Philadelphia Inquirer about the relationship-stress associated with house projects, big renovations, and everything that goes along with them.

Wow. This is totally fascinating… keep reading.

Gilded Age Mansion Restoration & Open Post.

Up until yesterday, I was stuck in the post-holiday zone where time has evaporated and you have no idea what day it is. So for this week’s post, there is no requirement for wit or intelligent thought.

I mean, you can be witty or intelligent… But I myself am excused.

I spent the weekend de-Christmasing and lecturing myself about minimalism. And vacuuming, vacuuming, vacuuming. And coming to terms with the need for a new computer because the intermittent-shutting-off of this one has made doing anything like a game of chicken… I win if I hit save every 30 seconds, I lose if I try to do anything with photos.

The only thing that would be more annoying than this computer, would be the process of getting a new one.

I might have skipped posting altogether but you all are the best part of my week and I miss you when I am not here. Plus, I wanted to thank you for the way I do not even have to browse the Internet anymore– you just send me what I need to read/pin/consider… Everything from disco ball pizza ovens to house-related stuff that gives me fits of envy.

Such as this video of the restoration of Belcourt Castle in Newport.

Wow. This is totally fascinating… keep reading.