365 Days Handmade

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Day 46/365: One Person’s Trash…

Remember this old bureau that I rescued from the landfill yesterday?

I spent most of today fixing it up, with Sean’s help.

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Click for a closer look of the dirty, dusty details.

First, I pulled out the two remaining drawers and discovered dust and a spider and a few other tiny bugs and crawlies.  So Sean and I carried the empty dresser out to the driveway, where I gave it a major powerwash with the garden hose.

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See? Much cleaner.

Sean got started measuring the space where I wanted a shelf, since one of the three drawers had been missing its front panel and was beyond repair.

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Measure twice, cut once.

In the meantime, I started painting.  I went with two coats and thought that was a good place to stop.

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Wet paint!

It was foggy in Morro Bay today, so it wasn’t the best day to be taking photos in natural sunlight.  But I think you can get a pretty good idea of where this project is heading.

What do you think so far?

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P.S. The name of this paint is Good Life.

Which is kinda appropriate, ’cause that’s what we’re living, baby.

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Day 45/365: Happy Valentine’s Day to Me

Sean and I were taking a shortcut to the Embarcadero by way of a side street off Main.  We were passing a parking lot of a commercial building when I noticed some furniture that had been put out near the dumpster.

“Hang on,” I said to Sean and ran across the parking lot to check out the furniture—or more specifically, a bureau that caught my eye.  It had exactly the kind of curves that I like.  At the same time, the front panel of the bottom drawer was missing, along with every single drawer knob.  Still, it had potential.  I could remove the broken bottom drawer and rearrange the remaining two drawers so that the top section could be an open shelf.

I ran back to where Sean was waiting on the sidewalk.  “Can we go home and get the car and come back and take that dresser home?”

“What do you want that old dresser for?” Sean asked.  “It’s all jacked up.”

“Please,” I said.  “Humor me.”

So Sean, being The Most Patient and Best Husband in The World, went along with my plan and we walked back up the hill to our house.  Then we got in The Rental and drove a half mile back to the dumpster in the parking lot, only to discover (when I went to lift one side) that the bureau was coated in grime and filth, and there was no way that The Most Patient and Best Husband in The World was going to agree to slide that dirty old bureau onto the clean carpeted trunk of his car.

So we got back in The Rental and drove the half mile back up the hill to our house, where I ran into the garage and grabbed a bunch of rags and an old bedsheet, and then we drove back down the hill to the commercial building’s parking lot, and this time we successfully loaded the bureau into the back of the car.

The Most Patient and Best Husband in The World drove us back home and unloaded the bureau into the garage.

“This is your project,” he said.  “It’s all you.”

“Okay,” I said, already thinking about my paint color choices and whether I should go for Shabby Chic off-white or Beach Cottage aqua/turquoise.  I also thought it best not to say any more, because I was still going to need his help to get the job done.  Someone’s going to have to build a shelf in that space where the missing drawer should be.

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