Who inspired me to DIY?
My ex-husband inspired me to D-I-Y by consistently telling me that I can't! His lack of confidence in me and outright refusal to allow me to make my less than optimal surroundings a prettier place to live, are what thrust my stubborn twenty-year-old-self into action.
I lived in a mobile home with drab dark wood paneling. When he refused to allow me to paint the baby's room, I stapled yards and yards of bright yellow burlap to the walls. I cut out balloons from bright scrap fabrics and stapled them up too. Down came the nasty wood closet doors and up went bright patterned flowing curtains. I made a corner hammock for stuffed animals and adorned the ceiling with dangling strips of wide ribbon with the shapes of things that would attract a baby's attention when lying in the crib.
The tiny 7x8 room was transformed into a space fit for a happy life! I felt so accomplished and had won a very small victory that led to a lifetime of making the world around me into beautiful places where I could have peace, spread joy to others and dream of what's next.