Ever since we moved into our house five years ago, I’ve been battling the poorly placed thermostat in our living room. Instead of putting the thermostat somewhere that makes sense like directly above a light switch, our thermostat is in the middle of the room at a height at which any picture you’d hang would overlap it. It’s caused a lot of decorating problems. Yes, you can have decorating problems.
For the past five years, whenever I tried to hang pictures, that stupid thermostat would get in the way. Every hung picture called attention to the ill-placed thermostat. It drove me crazy… but not crazy enough to pay someone big bucks to move the thermostat to a more logical place, even when we painted last year. At this point, if we had someone in to change the thermostat, it would be a large endeavor that would include repainting at least one chunk of wall. That sounds like a huge pain, so we’ve been living with the stupid thermostat ruining picture arrangements like this.
And this strange arrangement that we’ve had for the last YEAR and this is the only picture in which you can vaguely see it. I couldn’t figure out a way to make it look better.
The stupid thermostat was always right where I wanted to put something. I can’t get over how stupid my builder was for putting it there. Perhaps this is why my builder went bankrupt a couple years ago?
So this past week I was trying to create a better photo gallery wall on the wall that has the horrific thermostat. I couldn’t figure out how to make it work, when one of my friends suggested framing it to help it fit in better. I held a 5×7 frame up to it and realized it fit perfectly inside it. Another trip to Hobby Lobby later and all of my problems were solved. I totally framed that ugly thermostat.
Where’d the thermostat go?
I love it. It’s totally less awkward and pretty much fits in (or I’m delusional). I kind of love that I have a framed ugly thermostat in the middle of all these pictures of my family. It’s hilarious. Like “Here’s my daughter Rose when she was 8 months old, and Lily when she was 18 months old, and newborn Violet, and here’s my thermostat, isn’t it beautiful? I love it so much that I framed it!”
I mean, I still wish that stupid thermostat was somewhere logical, but now I have this nice gallery wall with a conversation piece right in the middle. From now on, whoever comes over to my house gets a “LOL, look at my stupid builder!” story with the frame to prove it.