The Tale of an Old Bench

My son comes home from school. " Oh no! I forgot my spelling book." He says.

"Okay everybody, into the car. We have to go back to school." I say.

This is how the story begins...

We're driving along and I spy this {pictured above} peeking out from under someone's trash (furniture trash, not smelly, stinky garbage trash)

Anyway, I tell everybody, "Hold on. We're stopping. I have to get this." I park and get out, and see a sign that says FREE. It's my lucky day. I know I can doing something good with this. As I'm pulling it out, school buses are passing with drivers I know. Neighbors drive by and they wave at me. Oh my goodness...they must think that I've officially lost my mind. I can hear the whispers....did you see her? She was pulling something out of the garbage!!

But this is cool...and besides...it's not really garbage is it?

I mean, look at these legs? It's perfect!!

I'm imagining a sweet little step-up bench to Abigail's big girl bed one day. That's a few years away I realize, but hey I'm thinking ahead.
Okay, back to the story. So I grab it and haul it to the car.

Husband sees it the next day and gives me the oh my...just what are you going to do with that look.

Just wait, I say...I've got great plans for this baby!

so I start sewing

and then I pay a visit to The Graphics Fairy


and suddenly, the perfect bench is born!
Oh, and husband said to me last night...
"You know, I really like that bench."
SMiLe.
LoVe.
End of story.
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xo and God Bless,
Kathleen

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