You know you've got a good man when he texts you, "Hey babe, found a coffee table in the dumpster by the office. Want it?"
And since we have never owned a coffee table because our previous living rooms have been teensy-tinsy and ever-so-cozy with no room for such luxuries, I of course replied, "Yes!"
We have been in our house several months now and a coffee table was on the top of my list whenever I drove by a garage sale.
Everything I spotted was out of my price range or not quite what I was looking for. We were envisioning a kind-of chunky, heavy, rustic piece- farmhouse style. For less than $10.
So when Kristian pulled his dumpster find out of the trunk, I saw it was anything but heavy and chunky, but it was certainly rustic- in a trashy, dirty kind of way.
But alas, this is what we had and it would nicely fill the big hole between our couch and chairs.
The next weekend I stripped the shiny veneer off with an electric hand sander, then decided to rough it up a bit. My boys were thrilled when they found me hitting the table with a jagged rock from the backyard and joined right in.
After denting it up I wiped off all the dust and debris and strained the wood a dark walnut.
This was actually my first staining project, which is not hard to tell from the looks of it. I'm totally delighted with it, but a true furniture refurbisher would be appalled I'm sure. Next time I will remember to rub the stain in the same direction of the wood grain.
"Home" for us has been many locations and, until now, always less than 1000 square feet. I love thinking of our space as a canvas. An artist standing before a blanck canvas, brush in hand, has as many possibilities as their creativity and hand will allow. No artist is like another, and no one has the exact same resources. Ability and creativity will vary.
My decorating vision has formed over years of taking what we have on hand, what I can grab for a couple dollars at a garage sale or Goodwill, and the generous hand-me-downs from family, and working the puzzle until it meshes.