I’ve been going back and forth on what color to paint a couple of nightstands for my bedroom.
First I thought black.
Then I thought white.
Then black.
White.
Removing Old Veneer
I mentioned on Wednesday that my cute little typewriter stand (read it here if you missed it) came with a wood top that was not in the greatest shape.
One half was worn and slightly stained and pretty much exactly how I want all my old wood pieces to be – this also happened to be the only portion visible when I spotted it buried beneath a bunch of stuff in the shop. But on the other half (the hidden beneath a pile of stuff half) was the cracked, splintered, peeling remains of the original veneer. I had never removed veneer before, but half the work had already been done for me, so I figured I could probably handle the task and decided to bring that table home and just go for it.
11 Coffee Tables with Farmhouse Charm
I get lots of requests for where someone might be able to find our coffee table.
Unfortunately, I can never offer a good answer.
You guessed it…
I picked it up at an antiques shop.
I found this cute little table about ten years ago. I paid $45 for it, and at the time it was a huge splurge. I can remember having major buyer’s remorse after leaving the store. Not because I didn’t love it, but because we didn’t really have the extra $45 in the budget to be spending on a coffee table back then.
The Farmhouse Cabinet
Earlier last fall, Jordan and I made a weekend trip to Michigan for a wedding.
As we pulled off the expressway and began making our way to the hotel, we pulled up to a stoplight and noticed a charming little shop across the street.
He immediately looked over at me, “We should probably stop, right?”
I glanced at the clock and shook my head, “Better not. I don’t want to be late.” We still had to get to the hotel, check-in, and get ready for the ceremony which was taking place in just a couple of hours.
So, I sadly watched out the window as we turned away from that charming little store with all the rusty, weathered, and worn treasures literally spilling out onto the sidewalk.
My husband knows me well, and knew I was dying to get inside that shop. “Are you sure? We have a little bit of time…”
I wasn’t about to turn that offer down twice, so we turned around and pulled into the driveway. I was out of the truck in an instant.
The hunt was on.