In the words of the late Etta James....At LAST! I bought a thrift store light last December. I painted it and got it looking purty and then it sat hanging awkwardly waiting for Ryan to switch it out with the current one. Well here we are, it's March 2nd, and I still had no chandelier. Repeated requests for it to be hung went unheard. So what's a girl to do? Go to the electric panel and figure out how to cut the power to it and dig in. I've never replaced a light fixture, but I figured if I was careful to repeat what was already done, I would figure it out. I did.
Here is an old picture which shows one of the spaces transformations. Yuck.

In this picture, you can see how it was just hanging there in the corner on a plant hook....I should have hung it in our bedroom 6 inches from his head...

This is a chandelier I found a while back at an antique store. I passed on it because I felt it was way too pricey and I could do better. I believe it was priced at $75 or more.

Then I found my little gem for $10. Woot Woot!

I sprayed it antique bronze and wrapped the candle sticks in a decorative paper.

Here is a look at my little task.

Man my arms got fatigued...

Flip the power back on and pray nothing blows up....


I think I have to do some mantle redesigning. The candle sticks look like they are interfering a bit with the light.

There you have it. Big fat check mark on the things to do list! Won't Ryan be surprised (although I'm sure he'll dismantle and make sure I didn't wire it to burn our house down.)
Happy Friday!