I wanted a very unique newel post, and I thought about many options, including an antique newel post from an old plantation, but in the end, wanted something a bit smaller (and less expensive) to fit my house.
Which fascinated me until I saw these.
But then I my eyes fell on my guy hidden in a corner, and I was smitten.
You can’t tell from this photo but he had so much detail, I could see he was special. I grabbed him and sent him off to my builder. Some people who saw him in the office scoffed at my new love, but I didn’t care. I knew he would be perfect. I sometimes would daydream about just how perfect he would look in my new house.
But then Stair guy looked at him, and shook his head. He said my guy was bad news, that he was old and rusty. Stair guy thought he couldn’t make my guy work. My dream was slipping away. I had counted on seeing his handsome face or whatever every morning, and now it was… over… just. like. that.
But then Rit, my builder at Ridgewater Homes, said what I love to hear, “Don’t worry Anita, we will take care of it.” He came up with a plan and told Stair guy how to to make it work.
Stair guy built a sleeve or a boot for my newel post and tied the banister into the sleeve rather than the post. It worked, but looked a little odd, I admit.
My guy had been saved, but now it looked like he was wearing Herman Munster’s shoe. (You may be too young to get that reference.) So I popped open a can of paint, and…
suddenly all was well with my world. (It’s amazing what a little paint can do really.)
I was so happy. I may have gone a little crazy. Next I painted all of the rosettes on the spindles a little gold.
I love how you can really see the detail on the stairs now.
Now as I slide down the banister every morning (yeah right) I will be greeted by my handsome guy.
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