Happy Trashy Tuesday! I hope you all had a Junqualicious week. Do you know there is a law of the Universe that relates directly to my garage? Just three short weeks ago I had cleaned out my garage. So clean in fact, that for three days, I almost was able to shut the door, with my van inside!!!!
You know what that means don’t you? It means people will begin giving you stuff. You will suddenly find a TON of stuff in dumpsters. It only took about a week, but I can barely move again. Oy Vey! or should I say Sacré bleu! Regardless, I need to clear it out.
This week had a definite theme. In one short stop, I was able to get, not one, but four chairs, all the same, and two sets of matching mid-century chairs. Plus, a small filing cabinet thrown in for good measure.
I decided to push my luck and head out again last Saturday. I even recruited my favorite family junquer. Mr. Red. (aka son Travis)
I was really excited about these chairs. They are in almost perfect condition. I already started on them, removed the pads, that only need to be recovered…
Painted them today in CeCe Caldwell’s Seattle Mist, then I am going over them again with Martha Stewart’s Gunmetal Metallic paint. This chair from Pottery Barn is my inspiration, I like my price a lot better. Free.
Then, in the SAME dumpster cage, I found these two (not lovely shade of orange) Mid-Century Chairs. They are in perfect condition, but the upholstery is a little crunchy. Will need to address that.
When I removed one of the cushions, I found something that looked alarming at first glance.
It was someone’s snack. A raisin.
Filing Cabinet to keep me organized. I have two of these now, inspiration coming soon.
I can’t take credit for these junquey nightstands. A sweet lady who lives near me emailed me with these. I had purchased some lamps from her a while back. She follows my blog and knows my affection for junque. Her husband had spied these on the side of the road and brought them home to be rescued! That is the best kind of Junque!
And for LE GRAND FINALE…….
I am getting rid of JUNK! And I mean JUNK, not Junque. I dragged this thing home, from “I Cannot Remember Where”. (The name of most of the places I get stuff from). I was so sure it was going to be my “Piece De Resistance” that would top all my other junque makeovers. It has been living in the corner of my bedroom for two years now. Exactly in the same state. Except it acquired a brown thrift store suitcase. (no clue how the suitcase walked upstairs and sat on that chair), an electric guitar, and an amplifier. In my bedroom! I guess we needed a place for the amplifier and the electic guitar, because isn’t that what everyone has in the corner of their master bedroom? Anyhow, Suffering Husband dragged it down the stairs and out the back door tonight. Now what to do with that Brown Suitcase….
That’s about it all the trash I can talk now. I am trashed, heading to bed. I hope the guitar and amplifier haven’t crashed on my pad. I am feeling strung out, but so amped up for all my junque finds!