I have heard myself talking to someone about my next project as soon as I see the tiniest glimpse of finishing up the current thing. One day I sit feeling guilty for not feeling like doing a darn thing but bond with Dell, the next I am wanting to scold my driven self to just sit back a minute and take a deep breath. I drive my own self to craziness, so I can only imagine what it must be like to check in one day to something like Haiti and the next be reading about painting chairs.
The latest project on a budget.
Now I don't know about you all, but I think it is safe to say that I could quite possibly be the only person you know that would allow the falling rain to inspire you in such a way as to bring a chair to the middle of the family room, off white carpet and all and paint it, with of all things...real paint. But after the Deeds went home for a little nap yesterday...that is exactly what I did, all the while telling myself I am so glad D is at work today because I seriously am a nut and I don't want him to have any more evidence on that particular subject. I trust you all to keep that to yourselves.
It was just the very best place on earth to see the rain outside, hear and feel the fire inside and be entertained by my favorite talker "Bonny Hunt". Plus with the T & V on, if another tree got moved by the "severe" weather in our beach town, I'd be all up on the latest.
This was a garage sale chair ($3.00) last summer and I had a bunch, or 3 of those little cans of sample paint that Lowe's or Home Depot have now to try out colors before you invest in a whole gallon and got a hankerin' for some more color in the Pitcher's old room.
But in the meantime, I have been on a much "higher" mission. And by "higher", I mean upstairs. Remember the post with this picture of my kitchen table from last summer and me threatening to do something different, but what was it going to be and I was doing the cabinets in the kitchen at the time so I needed to wait and I was also looking for new chairs with fabric seats so I didn't really want to get anything going with the table until I knew about the chairs and I saw those great ones in Oklahoma at a thrift store, but D said they wouldn't fit in the suitcases so I had to leave them there? Remember that? oh Oklahoma, where the pitcher is...I need a moment.
ok, I'm better. I know, the suspense was totally killing me too, the not knowing and all! But then...but then...Craig's list!
Four of these beauties for (drumroll) $25.00, and not even each, $25.00 for the set!
So you know the drill...remove the pads, lightly sand...
Primer 1 coat...Paint 2 coats...
Yes this fabric looks familiar because remember (and I totally believe that you remember every tiny distant detail of my decorating life, like I am that important. Ahh being completely disconnected from reality is so much more fun!)