Now you see it,

 Now you don't.

So long ugly-red-brick-from-1972.  You won't be missed.

A word about paining brick:  If you're even slightly suicidal don't do it.  It will send you over the edge.

I was inspired by this happy-go-lucky couple, which should have been my first clue. When you look up "perky" in the dictionary, you see a picture of this family.  Which isn't a bad thing, but let's just say our personalities aren't even close to similar.  (Although I do love everything about their site.)

Anyway, they make this little project look like a walk in the park, a Sunday afternoon stroll through a field of clover.

Each individual brick took about 12 hours to prime and paint.  And then there was my husband who just laughed in my face every time he walked through the living room and chanted "I told you not to do this, I told you this was a bad idea, I refuse to have anything to do with this project because I think it's ridiculous," over and over again until I poured paint thinner in his drink.  That shut him up real fast.

Let's just say stresses were running a tad bit high.  However, I am pleased with the finished result and am relieved to be out of the insane asylum.

Next up: Filling it with cute little pieces of wood.

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Me and a chain saw should make for an interesting post.