Salutations fine ladies of blogland! I hope your decorating endeavors are working out much better for you than mine are for me. You guys remember my sweet little roadside chandy from last week, don’t you? The one I found while taking Miss Paisley on a stroll through our neighborhood. Well, Mr. Handy was so sweet this past weekend and offered to hang it for me in the dining room.
I was so happy with myself and this chandelier find, but unfortunately it quickly turned into another chandelier fiasco! One of my reader’s left me a really sweet comment last week and also added to be careful to check the chandelier because the wiring could be shot — I’m paraphrasing here. I responded to Vanessa saying I had a lot of experience with old ratty tatty chandeliers and this one had already been rewired. Which it really does look like it has been. Mr. Handy even agrees.
So we skipped the rewiring as it seemed pointless to rewire a fixture that’s already been done. As my honey was hanging the darling little light I noticed immediately that it was so small and looked almost ridiculous in our medium sized dining room. So I just put it out there “Hmm… it looks a little small and weird.” I was told to live with it until I find a new one that I like. Rats! So I flipped on the switch to see how much brighter the room would be at least — that’s what motivated the change in the first place. When snap, crackle, pop, that’s not good! So down she came immediately and back up went the dim one I originally had hanging.
In the end, the new-to-me chandelier is waiting to be rewired in the basement. I’m thinking of saving it for our upstairs bath remodel, it seems fitting for a smaller room. Then it was off to the market to get four 60 watt bulbs for the old chandy and guess what, it’s nice and bright in there! Oddly enough, honey had suggested just that about 8 months ago.