You know what’s really fun? Getting free furniture that you’re redoing for someone else. Why? Because 1) it was free, so if you jack it up you don’t have to feel bad and 2) it doesn’t need to match your house, so you get to branch out and try something new.
Here’s how this makeover went down…
Friend: “Hey, do you want a free coffee table? Here’s a pic…”
Me: “Yes. I’ll paint it and give it to Taylor (my brother-in-law) and he can put it in front of that old bare mattress he calls a couch.”
So I get it home and I add it to the pile of furniture that needs to be painted…the pile that lives on our front porch, cause we’re THOSE neighbors, the furniture hoarding garage-less ones.
It sits there for a few weeks until one Sunday when Elijah is taking an exceptionally long nap.
Husband: “Let’s go paint those tables…I want to get all that stuff off our porch.”
Me: “Okay!” (Looks like all I need to do is hoard furniture to get help painting it…good to know.)
So I take my before picture…
Then I paint the legs a stormy blue color (leftover from the kitchen cabinets) and sand the top down to bare wood. I was planning on staining the top, but as I was looking at the table, I saw it…a Union Jack.
Me: “We have to paint a Union Jack on top of the table. Look, it already looks like one.”
Husband: “It does, but I JUST finished sanding it down…”
Me: “I know, sorry…the table wants what the table wants.”
Husband: “How about if we did a Union Jack in different colors of stain rather than painting it?’
I think I got a little weak in the knees…that was a GREAT idea. I started to get excited and imagined us becoming like John and Sherry…doing projects all day every day, sharing blogging responsibility…
Husband: “Well, let’s do this before Elijah wakes up or else we’re screwed.”
So he tapes it off…
and I start to stain it. I used dark walnut for the blue, red chestnut for the red, and the natural wood was the white. (I know, it’s not the most accurate Union Jack…)
Then I start to peel off the tape. I hold my breath because my projects always go wrong before they go right, and nothing had gone wrong yet.
It was perfect, I couldn’t believe it. A couple coats of polycrylic and it was done before Elijah woke up.
Projects that go right are a beautiful thing!
One thing is for sure…it’s really going to class up Taylor’s apartment!
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