We do a lot of projects… perhaps more than my wonderful husband would like to do… Some times I feel like this is my life…
Ok, don't judge me here, but I'm going to show you what state my garage was in about a week ago…
Two small tables about to be made into one BIG table, a million dining room chairs, exercise equipment for bootcamp, a buffet that is being refinished, and oodles of kid junk… Please tell me your"work areas" look like this from time to time!!
If you remember, I posted about refinishing 14 chairs… well they seem to be EVERYWHERE! Perhaps they're multiplying??
Here's the progess… I picked a charcoal grey that I am thrilled with. Initially I was thinking black, but after painting one chair, I just wasn't feeling it. Picasso had a blue period, so I can have a grey period.
Also, my"Chemist by Day, and DIY Assistant by Night" husband is making a farmhouse dining room table. I mentioned our dining room troubles last month and he's now on the home stretch of the project. Here's a mini update… I want to save the big reveal until after it's all stained and amazing!
Seiously, who needs a pickup truck when you have a minivan??
So here's the deal… we came across two identical 5 foot tables and good old Grandpop Bunney (yes, that's really his name) reminded us that 5 + 5 = 10 So, we're using both of the tables, adding support boards, and then building the new tabletop right over it! Now for a little more math… 4 + 4 = 8 Yeah, the table will have 8 legs, but it isn't all that noticeable, and it's a little quirky… just like us!
When the table reveal is done we'll give a better step-by-step, but really it's just wooden support beams cut to size, and then loooong planks going on top. See how easy I make it sound, since I'm NOT the one doing the project. Hehe.
I'm really proud of the finished product (coming really soon!) and all of the hubs' hard work. He puts up with a lot of my crazy ideas and projects that turn into"our" projects, which sometimes turn into"his" projects.
So, this is my life as a DIYer and a wife…
I wonder if E knew what he was getting himself into…
