Last night I finally finished (almost) a project that I had been meaning to finish since I bought it back in like....June? May, even?
I showed you my sewing table that I got off Craigslist in my last post. It's a very little table (actually was a child's desk) but it works well for me for sewing. It didn't have a chair or anything that came with it, so I always had to use my desk chair when I sewed. Back in...you know, before summer or whenever it was, I was strolling through the UGM Thrift Store here. I had just decided to pop in because I'd never been there before, and it happened to be a 50% off everything day! I love those days. :) As I strolled, I came across this...well, to be honest: very, very sad little bench seat. It looked absolutely awful, old and disgusting. But I liked it. I took it up to the counter to ask how much, because there wasn't any sticker on it. The man takes a look at it and goes, "Woah! This looks like it went through a fire! Or two!" ... Yeah, I told you it was ugly. He told me $5.00, which would make it $2.50 with the 1/2 off. I told it him "sold!", bought it and loaded it in my car.
When I brought it home, I almost thought to hide it from Skyler until I gave it a make-over, because I was a little afraid of his reaction. I knew I'd have to convince him of its inner beauty. :) Surprisingly, he went "good job, babe!". Which, I took to mean that he finally understands my crazy brain and how it works, and that I am allowed to continue to make purchases of really ugly items!! He understands that just because I buy something, it doesn't necessarily mean I like it in it's current state.
I took it down to my parents house sometime in the summer so that I could strip the wood and repaint it. Yes, it needed to be stripped because something funky happened with the paint or stain (I couldn't even tell what it was) that was currently on it. It was giraffe print by accident. If I just painted over it, you would have been able to tell the uneven texture still. (uh huh...yes, it had a texture to the paint/stain...). I told my dad about my project and pulled it out of my car. My dad took one look at it and goes, "yeah, this needs help. This needs to be completely pulled apart and then put back together again!" and with a few tap, tap, taps, my bench seat was in like 20 pieces before I could even say, "Dad, wait! I haven't taken a before picture!" So, here's your before pictures of all the pieces:
The seat part:
Now, use your imagination and put them all together to make one ugly little bench. :)
Oh and as I started ripping off the old fabric, I found an even lovelier one underneath...*GAG*
This thing was SO dusty and disgusting. I felt like I needed a gas mask just to remove the old fabric(s) and batting! Sooo sick. I can't believe someone just covered right over that with more fabric instead of taking it off!
Anyway, I'm very glad actually that it took me so long to recover the seat, because I would've just chosen a random pattern or something that I liked, but with my sewing table in Baby E's room, I wanted it to somewhat coordinate and not stand out. Plus, I hate rooms with tons of mismatched patterns. So I chose just a nice plain green color that matches the walls in E's room.
I stripped the wood, I had dad put it all back together (what?! He pulled it all apart!), and I recovered the seat. Now all that's left is actually screwing the seat back onto the legs.
And here she is, all pretty and ready to go!
And tucked perfectly under my sewing desk!
It was craft night at the Anderson house last night! While I worked on this project, Skyler worked on a piece for his hand building pottery class. Look at my cute, little, "hairy potter"!! (oh, that wasn't funny?? sorry! ;)
One more project checked off! Yessss. Trying to get as much done before too much into my 3rd trimester, which, from what I hear, is when I will lose all my energy again... So, just in case, I'm working extra hard this trimester! Only 1 more week until I'm 28 weeks and at that 3rd tri - SO crazy how fast this all has gone. Though, while I'm sitting here and E is moving around like the hyper little child that he/she apparently is, I am thankful for the thought that I am almost 2/3rd's from meeting our precious one!