It was the best of times. It was the worst of times.
pretty good day. I listed my old kitchen table on Craig's list because it was big. We're talking ten-people-with-the-leaf-in, big. I needed smaller. Like, 960-square-foot-house-size, smaller to be exact. I found a pedestal table that I really liked at Ikea for $250.00. But let's just be honest here. Ikea is a great place for accessories, futons, first-time furniture purchases, and kid zoned areas, while not so much a great place, for quality, well-made, wooden tables that will stand up to homeschooling, science projects, pie making, and the like. (Not that I'd ever dis Ikea. Cause I happen to love it there.)
My table, once listed, sold for an amount I thought I'd never get, almost immediately. As I talked with the woman purchasing my table, she told me about her table. It happened to be a round pedestal table, with a leaf, made of solid oak. Pretty much exactly what I was looking for. She wanted $75.00 for it. I figured that was a total steal considering what she paid me for my table.
However, the night my husband was to pick it up, she called and started in with a story that sounded shady from the start. She was explaining how she had been cleaning it and a small crack had "suddenly happened" in the base, etc. I'd gotten so excited over the possibilities of sanding down her table, and painting it white, all for $75.00, that I was really disappointed! I mean for heaven's sake, where else was I going to find that kind of deal?
"afternoon in the backyard" when in fact, there might be "a trip to the zoo" opportunity here. (You may remember when Adrain used that analogy on me last month- I didn't like it very much at the time, but I'm learning to accept it.) After a little self-scolding, I decided I needed to quit being angry over a table and let go and give this tiny detail over to God. So I did. I relaxed. (Well, I mean, I relaxed as much as a person can relax when they are watching live footage of chicken houses, and corn fed cattle being butchered and processed.)
At bedtime, I said a little prayer asking God for a table, (I know, it sounds ridiculous, but I'm just being honest) and decided to check out tables one last time, on Craig's list.... Guess what? (You already know, don't you?) I found the exact table I had been looking for, only this one happened to be listed at a mere $40.00. We got it the next day.
And now it's all mine. My darling man sanded and painted and I dutifully cheered him on and gave him bites of chocolate and popsickles. (Just doing my job.) I did ask him if he'd like my help, or if he'd just rather me sit and look pretty. He didn't seem to want my help, and I didn't fight that. I adore this table and it's price tag. I have Pottery Barn taste, but a garage sale budget. We (as in Adrain) still have plans to gently distress it. I'm learning to take the zoo option over the backyard, any day of the week, because God actually does care about the little things (like tables) in our lives. Did also I mention that I'm a slow learner?
**Oh, and my word of advice on painting wood, (since you asked the other day) is sand it really well! If at all possible, take it down to the bare wood. Wipe it off with a wet cloth and let if dry completely. Then, prime it with minimum of one coat, paint it with two coats, and if you distress it by sanding it here and there, put a coat of polyurethane over that unless it's not a high traffic item. Make sure your paint is completely dry before moving to the next coat. And if you plan to polyurethane over the finished coat, wait at least a week for the paint to fully cure. That's my man's tip right there, and you can trust him. He doles out this advice for a living, and you got it for free. Lucky you. (Wink)**