This dresser has a lot of nostalgia attached to it. It belonged to my parents for as long as I can remember. It held Daddy’s treasures from his Navy cruises and Mama’s jewelry, plus other things that my siblings and I probably were not supposed to see.
Years after us kids left home, the dresser was replaced and it was forgotten in not-so-good storage. Water and drastic hot and cold weather conditions caused a lot of exterior deterioration. When my mom moved from the farm, the dresser was headed to the burn pile. Junker that I am, I couldn’t do it. I was sure it still had life in it, so it went to live in our barn for a bit. Everyone thought I was nuts.
A few years later my oldest son moved back home for a few months. Since he didn’t have a dresser, we made do with grandma and grandpa’s old dresser. When he moved out again, another son started using it. Finally it went back to the barn. We’ve had two yard sales since then, but I refused to add it to the sales. Quite frankly, I didn’t think it would sell in its sad state anyway. That was okay because I had a plan for it.
…and popped off the top. The drawers were all different heights, but the top of the bottom drawer was the perfect height for a seat. I removed all of the front rungs except for the rung above the bottom drawer. I also pulled off all of the peeling veneer. As the project evolved I realized I really didn’t need to do that.
I created the seat with pallet boards. Surprisingly the dresser had good strong bones, so I attached them right to the drawer braces on the inside.The back and sides on the inside of the dresser got the same treatment.
I cut old galvanized roofing to cover the sides and back on the outside of the bench. One side of each panel was in pretty good shape, but I loved the rustic look of the rust. I embraced the rust.They were clear-coated and centered on each side.
Now, on to the BIG news. We are selling our house. The kids are getting older, and my husband and I are not getting any younger. We don’t need all of the land. We are hoping to move to a house in town that has as much or more storage options, with less property to mow and maintain. More storage options? Well, since I will be losing my barns, I will need some place to store my junking treasures. 😉
Places I’m partying this week:
All Things Pretty