Let me start this post as a reminder of what kind of girl I am. If you look at my blog design for like a second you should get a good idea. I'm a girly girl! I like pink and crafting cute little crafts while sitting at my pink craft desk watching shows like gossip girl.
Enter blog land. WHOA look at everything you can DIY!! DIY EVERYTHING!!! WHOOO!!! So I branched out my crafting into different areas and even did my first furniture redo:
And let me tell you. I was pretty impressed with myself. Felt very empowered. I CAN DIY ANYTHING!!!!
Enter my quest to find a buffet table/kitchen hutch/side table thingamabob for our new kitchen.
I went thrifting and found this hutch type piece. After texting a pic to hubby and a lot of indecisiveness I decided to buy it to redo even though it wasn't THAT cheap for a thrift store - after tax it came to 90 dollars.
I hauled the piece over to the workshop behind my father's business and set out to work on it. All I really wanted to do was give it a little sanding, slap some primer on, and then paint it. That seems to be what everyone else always does, right??
Well. I was not allowed. Hubby claimed I had to do it "right" and strip it down first. Ex-furniture-maker father of mine also insisted on this as well. So, I started to strip. The paint! The paint! Not my clothes :)
As you can see there were already THREE coats of paint under here...so I guess it was a good I idea to strip before putting more on.
Here's the end of my progress on the first day: As you can see, I got all the easy parts done.
That's gonna be a pain
THOSE are going to be even more of a pain!
Next day I bring hubby back with me to help. See, what I didn't realize about the difference between this project and my desk redo: my desk only had a stain on it. It came of pretty easy. Also, all the surfaces were flat and square. There were no nooks and crannies to get into.
This dang hutch was the complete opposite. Nooks and crannies everywhere and three layers of paint!! So hubby sets to work tackling the shelves of the hutch and I sit down with a tray full of stripper and a little tiny brush and TRY to get the paint of those darn shutter doors.
Needles to say after three hours of work with LOTS more paint to still get off, sitting on a concrete floor with a few minor burns from the stripper flinging onto me and freezing fingers (do stripper and rubber gloves like chemically react to make something FREEZING COLD?? cause that's what it seemed like inside those dang gloves) my lower lip starts quivering and I may have started to bawl out a few lines like this....
WHY DID I EVEN BUY THIS STUPID HUTCH. I CAN'T DO THIS. I DON'T LIKE DIY. I JUST WANT TO GO MAKE MONEY AND THEN GO TO A FURNITURE STORE AND BUY SOMETHING. WHAAAAA.
Hubby gave me a little "there there" talk and we decided to call it quits for the day. We went home and I got a hot shower and made pork tacos and forgot all about the stupid hutch.
After some time to mull it over I've pulled myself together a little better and have set out to tackle it again this weekend...third day of stripping is a charm right?? I've already sunk 90 bucks into it and like 7 hours of hard labor. Well, in my mind it's hard labor.
That being said. I don't know how many more funiture redos I can handle after this....I think it's time to start up my Jewelry Lessons series again.
At least I don't start bawling in the middle of that.