Have you ever had a project that you needed to complete but it hung over your head like homework that you dreaded? Yikes, I so did with a vintage table that I found for a song. I “thought” I couldn’t pass it up. It had great potential, a perfect candidate for a makeover, but what it lacked was it didn’t speak to me. Yup, that’s right. Items speak to me. Somehow I get a feeling or a connection to an item that it wants to come home with me. I have shared this feeling or connection I have with a piece in a previous post I wrote back in 2014 about decorating with thrifty finds. I thought I was the only crazy person that experienced this, but to my delight, Anderson and Grant, very articulately shared the exact same experience. Thank you, Jaimie, for writing about it. It’s very validating to know this is a shared experience. This time around however, instead of being aware of the silence or lack of a gut feeling, a “good deal” overcame the feeling and I took it home. There it sat in my garage until the weather forced me to complete a vintage table makeover. Here’s the story.
After making the rounds at a local flea market, I came across a cute vintage table and chairs that needed some loving. This piece sparked my interest for two reasons.
First, it had great potential. Even though it was an older piece, it was very sturdy and I never tackled a dining set before. Secondly and more importantly, the price was right.
Home it came and was put into the garage where it sat. It sat there all summer long. Things started piling up on it. New items would arrive, be transformed , and move on to a new home. Not the vintage table. It still sat unattended waiting for a makeover until the car needed it space back in the garage. I knew if I would just complete the table, adequate space would be freed up.
I jumped in with both feet, a positive attitude, and the sense of urgency. I began the project giving the table and chairs good sanding. There were a few layers of different paint in some areas that proved to be a bit of a challenge. That’s ok, I like a challenge but it seemed to take a toll on my enthusiasm. After completing the sanding portion of the project, the table went back to sitting. You see, I didn’t have a connection to it. I couldn’t see the vision. This became really hard homework.
Time ticked on and the weather in Wisconsin was becoming cooler. Not the ideal circumstances to paint. Fortunately, we had a stretch of some great fall weather allowing me to get the piece done. Looking back, I have come to realize I choose to transform and decorate with thrifty finds for the mere enjoyment, not because of a “good deal”. Good news though, someone did find a connection with this vintage table makeover and gave it a good home. For me, I can now park in my garage… just in time.