I’ve had this old gal for over a year.
She was too large to ship and I don’t have a booth space, so I had no way to sell her.
I already had several accent tables in my home and didn’t have a place for her.
Although I think she looks lovely in her sunny yellow color, it just didn’t work for my decor.
So, she’s sat in my workshop, stacked a mile high with junk.
Every time I walked past her, I felt a little guilty for banning such a sweet old gal to my dungeon of a workshop,
but I just didn’t know what to do with her.
Last week though, I discovered I actually needed a table with a lower shelf and remembered her sitting unloved and alone in the workshop.
I was so excited that I could finally invite her in the house and treat her right.
She needed a new “dress”, so I gave her a cottage white makeover and I do think she loves it.
She is ancient and looks like she’s had a hard life.
The boards on her top have separated.
Someone tried to stabilize the boards, but didn’t drive the nails straight,
so some are sticking out the side.
Her shelf has deep scars.
But I think she’s borne it all with dignity.