Refinished

I love refinishing furniture. I don't do it nearly enough. There is something so satisfying in taking something that's old and turning into something new. So exhilarating. The transformation from lifeless, rugged, bruised, battered, good-for-nothing, and ready-for-Goodwill-or-the-garage-sale made into something noteworthy, unique, and to be proud of.

That's how I feel about my latest endeavor - the refinishing of my dresser. My dresser has untold stories. I know it does because half its hardware was missing when I got it. The remaining hardware was completely mismatched. I figure it's had a few owners and that the last few were sure they'd be the last. But, then, they found a friend who said, "no, don't throw it out. I'll take it." That same person then gave it to another friend who begged and pleaded with them, "no, don't throw it out. I'll take it" and on down the line. I'm the next in line. But, this time I was determined to take this good-for-nothing dresser and turn it into something people would say, "I'll buy that from you." A wanted piece. Don't we all want to be wanted. Dressers are no exceptions. Trust me. :wink:

So, Memorial Day weekend was baptism weekend for my dresser. It was the weekend it was stripped and sanded, stained, buffed, polish, stained, buffed, and polished again. Here he is:

Before.




And now.




It was fun breathing new life into Mr. Dresser. He's inspired me to do the same with other pieces of furniture.