For Others

A few years ago, before the old house was even a thought, I started a little business. I would travel the town on any given Friday and/or Saturday morning and find treasures. So called treasures to most would be junk and most would say “throw that trash away” but I have been gifted to see the future of trash. What does that make me? 

The trash whisperer? 

It’s not below me to travel roads on garbage day just to make sure no one is throwing away a treasure. I’m currently working on a table I pulled from such an excursion. 

Friends sometimes ask me for help with their treasures. I feel honored that they trust me enough to take their piece and sometimes, without guidance, give it a face lift. 

Recently I have had two different friends allow me to get my hands on their treasures. 

The most recent beauty belongs to my previous neighbor. 

We were visiting their home one evening and I spotted this treasure in their garage. “I love this? What is it and where did you get it?”

She replied, “It was hand built by a church member to hold hymnals. It’s really really old. It needs to be restored and I’ve been looking for someone to do it for me.”

Well I just happened to know someone that does that.

She knew I restored old pieces but didn’t think I would be interested with the house reno and the new baby. 

“As long as you are not in a hurry, I would love to do it!”

So it came home in the truck with us. I think that was March………..

Every few weeks, I would drag it out into the yard and work on it. 

Honestly? I thought it was going to be a easy job.

Sand it down.

Re-stain.

Put it back together,

Bada Bing. Done 

Here’s before after I had already removed the doors. 

Sanding didn’t work. 

When you sand very old stain, it turns into glue. Very sticky glue that gums up your sandpaper. 

The job just got much bigger.

All the old stain had to be removed. 

That means stripper and a scraper.

Ya’ll I hate stripping off old stain.

It’s dirty and slimy. 

I stopped counting after I stripped off 3 coats. 


But look at her now!

Yesterday she went from living in the garage with the spiders to her owners looking for her a place in the house. 


She had me at the old hardware.

I am grateful for the talents I have received. 

I am grateful for the people who entrust me with their treasures. 

Now it’s Sunday and not much work will be done today. However look out world cause Monday is coming. 

Now this girl is getting ready to get up and get ready for church. If you don’t have a church, come to Church of Hope. I’ll save you a seat! 

But first…….coffee.

Have a blessed day friends. 

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