I circle the local thrift stores like a vulture. Last week at the St. Vincent de Paul, I saw an abused coffee table with a beveled glass top and really great potential.
The price tag read $25. I walked away. I came back two days later to bargain, and she was still there, but marked down to $17. Yay for me!
I wrestled this puppy into my car with the help of my mom (thanks Mom!) and gingerly drove home, far below the speed limit and while biting my fingernails, cause I could hear that glass rattling in the back. (I guess we should have asked for more duct tape.) At home, I prepped it for its spray paint makeover. Read the rest of this entry »