Rob's youngest brother Rich is here visiting, you know, the one I basically marketed to all single women everywhere? Well he's also a workhorse and has so far tilled our entire back yard, layed (lain? lay?) a pallet of sod, cleaned out the gutters, weeded the back flower beds, mown/weed-eated, and helped me paint our master bedroom.
He's not for hire. Yet.
Anyway, all that to say, him being so productive gave me a confidence boost to finish a few projects I've been delaying indefinitely. One of which was to re-finish the vintage patio furniture I bought a while back.
The set that I bought while we were still living in a hotel and Rob kind of looked at me like I was nuts- set. Granted, it was a faded and poorly applied canary yellow and cream number. Months later, it still sat looking more than a little drab on our back porch. But then I found a matching rocking chair that was the exact same pattern for a steal at the Gresham Barn Sale. Although it is hunter green and peeling like a sick cockatiel. This makes me (and Rob) want to refinish the set all the more badly, but still it sits.
Not any more! Rich inspired me so I stocked up on spray paint and went for it.
The next morning, I check my e-mail and found a Joss and Main sale that included this! For $149.99. And I paid $63 for all 4 pieces. Yesss.
Does this matter in the grand scheme of things? No.
Do I still feel smug? Yes.