Here at this old farm we like to rescue stuff. Every cat we've ever had was a rescue cat, our first dog came to us because he was looking for a home...and the dog we have now was found wandering a country road.
The furniture and cabinets in the party barn are all recycled, the cabinets at the cabin are all recycled...mostly from the Re-Store in Bellingham.
I love the Re-Store, I hadn't been there in a while so last week when I was in town and just happened to be driving by....well...of course I had to stop in and see if there was anything that needed to come live at the farm. I saw this desk, I walked away from this desk, drove home...and this desk haunted me all evening. I told The Husband about it and he gave me his usual Re-Store chuckle....this has happened more than once...I see it, I walk away from it, and then I can't stop thinking about it.
The next day I went back to look at it again and I decided I just had to have it. When The Husband went with me to pick it up he looked at me - he looked at it - he looked at me again and said "you paid how much for that?".
It's the first time in oh-so-many purchases at the Re-Store that he has questioned my judgement. I told him he's gotta have the vision. I see it stripped all the way down to raw wood and sitting in front of a window at the cabin, or painted a really soft buttery yellow and scuff sanded, or painted a glossy black with glass drawer pulls....oh....imagine the possibilities.
The man needs the vision I tell ya, now that the desk is home and in the project barn, I still really like it...he still thinks it's UGLY!
What do you see? Painted? Stripped? Returned to the Re-Store and re-donated?