I’ve said this before
If you paint furniture long enough eventually, it will come to you.
I feel very fortunate that people give me stuff all the time. Most of the time they say the same thing, ‘I just want to get rid of this fill-in-the-blank’. And if it is pretty traditionally styled and not out of my realm of limited repair knowledge, I go get it. That’s pretty much what this story is about.
But it’s not like any of the others before it.
Last week I got a phone call from a good friend’s Mom. She was getting rid of some furniture and thought of me, would I be interested in a ‘table and chair’?
Pretty generic question.
Not at all what I was picturing:
Truly, I could not get ‘Yes!!!’ out of my mouth quick enough. Then, for the two days I had to wait to go over to her house to pick these up I was loosing my mind. I was so excited to just see these in person, let alone get my (creative) hands on them.
When I pulled in to the driveway of her beautiful home she met me at the door with her big smile and two even bigger dogs:). We stepped out in to her garage and there the furniture sat.
The first thing I noticed was the table appeared to be a lovely, somewhat fine boned writing table.
And it was love at first sight.
Then she gave me another gift.
She wanted to tell me the story of how she came by these pieces. You see, in the first part of her life she was a Nun. Then somewhere along the way she came to the realization that she truly wanted children. So when she left the convent and was on her own she found a little place to live and acquired her very first pieces of furniture:
A metal twin sized bed, chair, mirror
And this table
They were all part of the sale of an estate. Someone she knew was the executor and gave her a good deal 🙂
Now she has passed this little jewel on to me.
When I was finished painting the table in Duck Egg ( nothing else would do, in my mind) I texted her a picture.
Then I waited for a response.
For a while.
I honestly thought I would puke.
But she loved it.
She said she knew she had put it in
the right person’s hands.
That’s when I knew I’d done right by the table.
And she was glad I kept the top natural.
What a huge compliment for this little crazy girl, huh?
These hydrangia were one of my Mama’s prize positions. I brought a big bunch home with me on Sunday when I had already decided on the Duck Egg.
They are perfect for each other!
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