How did my DIY garage floor painting hold up? Two years ago ( I think it was Labor Day weekend), I made over my garage. I purged, organized, built storage and painted the floor. So much work, yet so worth it!
So how did the paint hold up? Actually, really great.
I purposely didn’t clean the floor for these photos. As you can see, it’s been a while. While I don’t park my car in the garage every day, I do park it inside during extreme hot or frigid temperatures.
I do laundry in my garage and I also store all my lawnmowers. I am impressed with how well the garage floor paint has held up. I don’t see any bubbles and barely any chipping. I just need to give it a good cleaning.
The success of the floor all depends on the prep work done before you paint. It’s tedious work but you want to get it done right. Is it necessary to paint the garage floor? No, but it looks nicer and makes it easier to clean the floor since the paint seals the floor against stains and moisture.
Would I recommend DIY garage floor painting? Yes. It’s doable and cost is minimal. Besides, fresh paint makes the garage look clean and “not scary”.
When I was a little girl (maybe 6), my grandmother made some doll clothes for me. I loved them. Especially the sparkly dress, which, in my opinion, transformed my doll into a princess.
My grandmother (Omi) always used scraps of fabric for my doll clothes. To her, sewing was a utilitarian necessity that her frugal lifestyle required. During World War II, my grandmother had to feed and dress six children. Times were tough so she had to be creative. She made lots of practical clothes from curtains or table cloths. My Omi taught me that if I could imagine it, I could create it. Oh how much I miss this amazing woman!
I have such happy memories of all the doll clothes, with their small buttons and tiny snaps. The fact that they were made from fabric scraps made it even better to me. I can still picture my grandmother sitting at her old sewing machine making them scrap by scrap as an act of love and devotion for me to play with. She took the time to stitch tiny stitches just to see the joy on a little girl’s face.
I never learned to sew doll clothes. My hobby was knitting. As a teenager I knitted complex patterns and made hundreds of sweaters. Later, I became interested in woodworking.
Less than 20 years after these doll clothes were made, I had two beautiful little girls of my own. They loved their dolls just as much as I loved mine. It was so fun seeing the girls re-discover these tiny doll clothes. I still remember sitting on the floor with them, jammed up against dresser drawers, trying on tiny pants and dresses. It was a gentle pleasure and an opportunity to dream.
The girls are all grown up now. The doll clothes stay in a “special” box in my house. Perhaps someday another little girl or boy will know that these things are meant to be played with and loved.