Ok, so here's the fun part. Headboards are so expensive. I had a specific look I wanted. I'm not joking when I say that I like our bedroom to look like the upstairs room in a saloon in old west movies. If you are thinking, "you mean......", yes. That's what I mean. I love rich, gody fabrics, with rustic wood. If you've looked around at real, rustic, wood, king sized headboards, you are over $1000 real quick. Even on Etsy. So.....I decided that if all these crafty people can make them and sell them for that much, why can't I just make my own?? So despite having no wood, no plan, and no tools....I decided to do it myself.
Brian was heading out of town for a week on business, and I wanted to get it done in that week. I found a scrap wood place on Craigslist and asked him to go check it out on his lunch break. He came home with the van loaded up with long boards. The next day I picked him up for lunch with the truck an we went and loaded it up. All the wood was totally free, but needed a lot of work. It was mostly old fencing top boards, with one main board and 2 runner strips attached. All those had to be pulled off, and stripped of nails. They were perfectly grayed and old and beat up. Some looked to have been burned, and smelled it, and left my hands black....but ended up pretty. So Brian asked what tools I thought I needed...um...hammer, nails, and a crow bar. We have a dinky little hand jig saw thing that I could cut with, and a measuring tape, and I have a level app on my phone. That should about cover it. I thought I would rent a hand sander and then seal it....but I ended up loving it just raw and rough and not perfect, so left it the way it was.
So he left town, and I went to work. It took 3 days. 3 of my favorite days I've had in a long time, as far as alone, mom time, goes. The lay out and plan evolved and changed. One major life savor was size wise, and weight (each board was really heavy, finished it would be over 100 lbs.) I didn't know how to get it from the garage to the room. During a call with my mom, she mentioned building it in the room....duh. I hadn't thought of that, but it was a life saver.
There you go. I don't think these pictures do it justice, but that's just because I know what all went into it. Things like the sides show no nails. Brian got home and was examining it and asked how it was nailed together because he couldn't see any nails from the side. Also, anywhere I used new nails, I went over them with black chalkboard paint so they would blend in and be dull. The wood has a lot of black streaks, so it blended them right in. I also don't think the pictures really show you how massive this thing is. I still walk into our room and just look at it. I have zero skills with building big things like this, zero experience...but I know what I like, and I know how to cut and nail. Even with no skills, I know to keep it as original as I could with using the old nails, and chalking over the new ones. Anyone with the desire to could do this project.
It was a good reminder that if you put your mind to something and decide that you can do it, you can figure it out and do it. I thought a lot about my grandpa during this time period. He was a pretty amazing wood worker, as is my Uncle. Grandpa built stage coaches for his grand kids to play in and be pulled around in by a tractor, wagons, pictures made entirely of wood, additions to his home...whatever he wanted to make. He had a huge garage full of big saws and tools and anything he had a mind to make, he would just figure it out, and make it. I'm thankful to have inherited a very tiny amount of his ability to think of things, and set out to make them!