| A long time ago when I lived in an apartment with only a blue sofa and white walls. (It was my first college apartment) One of my professors gave me a small round kitchen table. (thanks BT) John Elder gave me his enter house when he moved back to Canada (but that story is for another day) The art house basement filled with two feet of water when it rained. (Sometime I would walk down the stairs and find James floating on a matters) The table was molded and i have painted and sanded this sucker 3 times now. Now 5 years later it is a coffee table (just a few minutes ago my hubby started pulling it apart because he can not stand the uneven legs) so now I am going to re-re build it. *sigh* Just another found wood furniture re-build...part 3.. |
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