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Day 320: happily ever after all

16 Nov

I love a good fairytale.

How can you not love an ugly duckling who turns into a swan?
Or a frog that turns up a prince with a magic kiss?

Or the dumpster dive that turns into a bona fide dining room table!

Before: scratched, burnt, dinged, scraped and taped

There were many times in this painting project that I almost gave up.
It was a FREE table after all, so why was I killing myself over it?

My back ached from bending underneath the table — a sure sign that I am no longer 21-years-old.  My face was dripping with sweat which I then rubbed off with my hand and accidentally swiped my cheek with my blue paintbrush. Then, I bent down under the table and unknowingly dipped my hair into the ENTIRE CAN of paint.

All the while, Pup is whining at me, through the sliding glass door, to be let out on HIS lanai which he didn’t understand why I had taken over.

That’s it.  
I thought to myself — I will just stop now. Call it done.  
For all I know I will just leave this stupid table at the dumpster when we pack up and leave Florida anyway.

I was ready to throw in the towel and my paintbrush when the table was screaming back at me in Smurf Blue (which is fine by the way if you have an entire decor ready for full-on Smurf Blue. But, I, do not):

So I kept going. And started listening. 
And then the table began talking to me.

It told me it didn’t want to be blue. It wanted to be ivory, the color I initially picked out.

Then it told me it wanted to be more design detailed, so I painted the trim brown.

But it kept wanting MORE.
So I painted the inset with a brown stripe too.

And, then it finally told me it was done.
Here’s an unofficial sneak peek unveiling (pre-lacquering) of the table resuscitation project.

After All:  the paint (four layers)

The details: It actually matches a set of napkins and placemats I have in a box just waiting to be set.

I believe we can do anything.

And this table is a good reminder to me to never give up — even when things get hard, hot, sweaty, frustrating or Smurfy. Especially when things get Smurfy. 

As the lacquered table sits outside and dries tonight, I find myself  feeling HAPPY with it after all.

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