The other day I decided that I wanted to check some thrift stores for perhaps a round kitchen table (I need one) and also, I wanted a sofa/console table. I'd been to several stores and found nothing of the sort. I decided to go to one more and wouldn't you know.....there in the back was not one, but TWO tables for me to choose from. They were completely different from eachother, and I shoulda just bought both, but I chose the one I did and I couldn't be happier with my treasure.
Side note: I found a really cool shoji (don't know how to spell that) screen at the same time for fifteen bucks. I'd thought of getting one for awhile to put up while I was teaching lessons, just as a little divider from the kids and chaos. Anyway...I was carrying it around the store when a manager came up and told me to just rip the tag, and he'd take it up front so I didn't have to bother with it. I did as i was told and continued my shopping. This was the day I bought the great play house, and as I as standing up front by the play house, I looked up and watched an old lady walk out the store with my screen. The manager was walking by right then, and I said, "Ummm, that lady just walked out with my screen." He turned and saw her and then yelled at the chashiere "Did you just sell that to that lady? She's the wrong one." The cashiere was like, "Ummm, she told me it was hers." And the manager said, NO, THIS lady has the ticket. Then he turned and apologized to me. I shrugged my shoulders and said, "well that sucks. Do you want to just take another 10 bucks off my table?" To which he quickly replied "Yes, I would love to do that." SWEET!
And all of this is a reallllllly long way for me to get around to showing you my trash to treasure. One I'm particularly in love with and can't wait to put in the new house (though I'm quite fond of where it ended up in the "old" house).
She has great lines, if not a bit shiny. This table is so cool, the drawers are made of old wood, don't know how to describe it. But, all I know is, the table is cool.
A quick sanding (and I do mean QUICK), a rinse down and then a spray prime and one can of spray paint later (whole thing took me about 45 minutes to do), I had this:
Doesn't she look like she's ALWAYS belonged there?
Yeah, i thought so too.
Funny how you don't even know your missing something, until it's there.
Not gonna lie. This little vignette makes me happy every time I walk into the room. I sorta don't want to take it down and move it. It just means I'm that much closer to permanently not living here anymore.
Anyway....there you have my sunny makeover for this week. No worries, got another REDONKULOUS priced find already done, and about a million more swimmin around in my head. Let's just say, my entire living room is getting a makeover. Except, I'm using all my same stuff.
Now go out and treasure hunt.
I'll just be at workshop, singing showtunes and making up choreography and dreaming about packing boxes.