I love looking through Pottery Barn, Ballard Designs and Restoration Hardware catalogs.
But it stops at looking because even though I love their decor, I do not love their prices.
I have even given them some nicknames....maybe its not that mature but I don't care.
Nah nah nah nah.......OK I will stop.
Anyhoo, I refer to RH as Constipation Hardware as that is what it gives me as I walk each square foot of their stores.
I go in trying to understand why they would charge 50 bucks for a wooden bowl the size of an orange.
But I just cannot get past it.
I remember working at Banana Republic eons ago and when I would get the down to earth customers who I would overhear saying..." I can't believe they are charging 70 dollars for a pair of pants"....I would chime in, " I totally get it. I get a 50% discount or else I would be outta here...."
Lets just say I was never nominated for employee of the month.
So I assume that might be the same for the employees at RH.
I mean, I would totally work nights and weekends for a 30% discount.
OK, maybe just nights.
Anyhoo, whilst perusing an RH
Industrial, letters, wheels.
In no certain order.
It could be a pillow with letters on the front of it with industrial lookin' edges. (Read: frayed)
Or maybe a cast iron letter A. A big fat heavy one with an industrial finish. ( Read: vintage)
How about a coffee table with wheels made out of industrial waste with the letters T R A S H on it.
Just kidding about the last one....it didn't say TRASH.
You get the idea. So imagine my excitement a few weeks ago when I waltzed into my local Goodwill looking to not spend any money because I only needed a picture frame and saw this baby:
Oh my gosh, look at how dirty my Goodwill store is!!
No, that's my garage.
Yes, I am sure the neighbors will be calling me into Code Enforcement.
I think the chalk on the floor adds a nice touch, don't you?
I call it graffiti chic.
Anyway. see that table amidst all the crap?
Yes, that was the item that made me stop, stare, even said out loud, "oh wow, I really like you."
To which the gentlemen next to me gave me a funny look and hugged the items in his hand a little tighter.
Isn't it great?
I knew I wanted to make this a part of our home.Immediately I thought that it would make a great kitchen island.
And since I don't possess one of those, it was a perfect fit.
It was $12.99 and I thought I just couldn't pass it up because for me to spend that much on an old table with wheels that quite possibly had no purpose?
That was huge.
And we all know my problems with any and all things spatial.
I thought, hmm....would it even fit in my kitchen?
Would it be tall enough?
I didn't care.I was afraid someone would swoop this little lady up and I was not willing to take my chances.
First I cleaned her up.
She was dusty and cobwebby.
Then I had to figure out what color I wanted her to be.
I really liked the whole metal leg/industrial feel so I decided to use some of this:
This was some spray paint given to me by bestie Melissa when she moved.
Thanks Melissa. :)
So I decided to juice up the industrial gray a little with this.....
I gave the legs two or three coats.
I forgot how many because I had two other paint projects goin' on in this garage.
I wanna say two coats is all it took.
Then I had to consider the table top.
This is the deal. I kinda liked it just the way it was.
It was very rustic, IE- damaged.
But I really liked that and I don't like things that look perfectly perfect anyway.Which is very apparent when you look at all of my projects up close.
So I decided that I was going to leave the top as is but polyurethane it.
I first sanded the top and the edges then I gave it a couple of coats of poly.
I got a little creeped out when while poly-ing the top, this name just appeared.
Kind of freaky, right?It bothered me a little.
OK a lot.
It bothered me a lot.
Who is Timmy?
Is he old now?
Is he dead now?
Is he a serial killer?
You know thats what you were thinking too.
And for it to just pop up like that.
The kids and the hubs loved it.
But I wasn't so sure.
So after looking at it for two days I made a rash decision.
I decided to spray paint it Espresso Brown.
And as soon as the paint left my can, I regretted my decision.There went my cool table top.
There went the funky industrial look.
There went Timmy.
And then the hubs and my oldest came around from the backyard to see what I had done and they were none too pleased.
Usually, they could care less about these sorts of things but evidently they became attached to Timmy over the course of a few days.Which totally cements my Timmy is controlling my family from the grave theory.....
So then I quickly wiped off what spray paint I could from the top of the table.
Then I waited for the remnants to dry and sanded the top of the table again.
And here is what it looked like:
Not as cool as before.
I really think Timmy cursed me on this one.
Damn you Timmy, Damn YOU!!!!!!
Then I spent the next two days sanding it over and over.
Finally, I gave up and polyurethaned it yet again.
And here is the final product:
And here is what the table top looks like now:
I put three coats of poly on this for easy cleaning.
I won't be cutting food on this island but I will be putting out plates of food on here etc..
I can see birthday cakes sitting on this baby, too.
As well as beverages!
I feel like whenever we have a party, we never have a good place to put the bottles of pop and the ice.
But now we do!
The beauty of this table?
It can be moved!
The wheels not only are cool to look at but are functional as well.
So if we have a big gathering and need room, I can move it to the corner in the kitchen.
Or I could move it to the dining room if we needed it in there.
Cost to me?
I had all the other tools and paints.
Another great Goodwill find.
And I am slowly making friends with Timmy.