Yard sales are my thing.
They are fun
They are an adventure
You never know what you will find
A couple months ago, I saled with Diane. She is my sister yard saler.
We came upon a cute little table. Most would walk by
It had a broken piece that no one, even the owner didn’t know where it went .
It had a secret compartment under the top but the top didn’t open to be able to get to the secret compartment. It had weird hinges in weird places.
However, it was sold wood. It had perfect legs and the cutest casters I ever did see.
I had some ideas what it could be
-a dressing table
– a desk
-A small table with chairs
Either one would be really cute.
I asked Diane if she wanted it.
She said yes
I asked Dad if he could hinge the top
He said yes
Diane wanted to help
I said yes
Sand the whole thing
Prime the whole thing
Paint the legs and the base. I’ll stain the top.
You missed a few spots.
Great Job!
Now let’s give it a little surprise and paint the inside a different color.
How about blue?
She said yes
You need a cute chair
Let cover the seat with a fabric that matches the blue inside
She said yes
I distressed the paint and waxed it dark. She loves vintage
I know we are friends forever
It now sits in her room. She will fill it with her morning necessities and nothin makes me happier than having a piece of mine in the home of people I love.
Look closely.
There’s a little sign for her to read when she opens the lid.
“You make me happy when skies are gray.”
Charma