As mentioned, the changing table started out looking pretty rough.
I think it may have been a bathroom cabinet. The top has been taken off and replaced with a piece of plywood. It was pretty ugly...but I had a vision.
Unfortunately, while I have vision and imagination to spare, I sometimes lack a bit of practicality. I totally underestimated what it would take to get the table into working order and I totally overestimated my ability as a 36.5 week pregnant woman to get the job done.
Matt took it over, begrudgingly, as soon as I brought it home. Other than picking the paint color out, I didn't see it until it was done.
Seriously? Amazing. And don't ask me how he did it. I have no idea. I just know it involved a lot of sanding, about a bajillion coats of paint, new hardware and a piece of granite.
And I am never allowed to go to a consignment furniture store on my own again.
A holiday-ready kitchen
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