The first week of the month is always sorta fun around here because it’s the week when everyone puts out their bulk trash. It’s really just a change of scenery for when I’m out jogging or driving out of the neighborhood. I see people loading up other’s castoffs into their trucks or imagine what I could do with a broken desk or an ugly chair. Until a few months ago, I never picked anything up off the curb – mostly because we don’t need any more stuff. But then I saw this – a little ottoman that had been a cat’s scratching post – and the boys helped me squeeze it into the van.
I originally planned on recovering the entire thing, but as I took it apart into a bunch of pieces I realized that in spite of how easy it looks on Sarah’s House, upholstering is best left to the professionals. So instead of reupholstering the whole thing, I built a base, stained the legs,
and armed myself with a staple gun. It still wasn’t an easy job – getting the fitted corners just right were way more work than I thought they would be! Upholstery is one of those things, up there with woodworking that I would love to learn but just don’t have the time right now. Or the space. Or the tools. I have a pretty good idea what I’ll be taking up in my retirement years. Do you?