Trash pickin is my favorite. Not only is it FREE, but it’s FREE!!!!!
Trash to treasure is my middle name.

My friend Elaine, called me and said that her neighbor had hauled a bunch of stuff to the cur……….. 

Well she said curb, but I was out the door before she could finish her sentence.

Nasty is an understatement. 

It was so gross.

So dirty.

There were bugs.

Someone had used it at a closet, and had lovingly covered the shelves with pretty yellow flowered shelf liner 

Just look at the planked walls. They are crazy good!

I knew exactly where it would go.

It has a new last name with life and a new purpose

Just look at the original hardware. All I did was take it off and scrub off the yuck. There is even a key and yes, it works. 

Here’s the new and improved cabinet now sparkling with fresh white paint and blue/gray details. She also stands a little taller and prouder with her new legs. 

It’s hard to see  but the mirror is pitted and imperfectly perfect. That’s my favorite part.

If you look closely, you can see our fireplace still in need of repair. We are patiently waiting for a brick mason to call us back. 

The inside now holds my collection of wine glasses, I don’t drink wine but I wish I did. 

It holds some cake stands and my vintage tablecloths passed down from my grandmother. 

On top are some old candle sticks, a window frame with the cutest rusty latch and an old gold picture frame I lovingly and sparingly painted white.

Trash to treasure is a thing of beauty. 

Have a wonderful day,

Charma