If it wasn’t for my darling husband’s passion for furniture shopping,
for searching, scouring and finagling,
for all the hours on craigslist and the down-and-out thrift stores in the slums of Phoenix he frequents,
the garage sales and estate sales he ventures out to,
my days of restocking my shops with vintage dressers, mid-century desks and French chairs might be coming to an end, but . . . it appears the counselor likes the hunt. Typical man!
Does anyone out there see running a booth at an antique mall as masculine. It really is. With all the moving, lifting and heavy work this type of job requires, my manly man does almost everything and I do next to nothing but say “Ewe, this dresser needs to be painted gray.” With a misaligned floor dolly that moves like a squeaky grocery cart, this man moves 100 pound pieces of furniture about as easy as I carry in a bag of groceries.
Like this piece. It's a hefty 12-drawer solid-wood dresser. He will move this with the ease of toddler pulling a wagon I tell you.
The only time we ever fight, with the passion and determination of two polar opposites is when we try to move a piece of furniture together. 16 years of marriage and I finally know how to push his buttons.
What I’ve learned about my man:
1) do not offer suggestions, directions or warnings when driving. The stereo-typical joke about men and driving is alive and well.
2) do not try to convince him something is dark navy when he thinks it’s black. It will not work.
3) he is perfectly capable of moving various types of large furniture without your help. I think it makes him feel like He-Man.
With his manly attitude, it seems he’s really turned this little hobby of mine into something more. I like to restore furniture while I paint and hum the latest uplifting song on KLove.
Here's one of my latest favorite songs from FOR KING AND COUNTRY:
The counselor does nothing in this business passively. He stay abreast with restocking and what paint colors we need. I really like him. He’s done good.
Here are our latest creations:
It seems I like the creative part of this business and the counselor likes everything else. Way to go, babe!
And a few little things?
I'm in love with this chalkboard I made with an antique silver platter.
And this jar with a chalkboard lid.
And a few Fall decorations.
More candlesticks! This one stands about 2 feet tall.
I remember my grandma had little frames like these. I found a bunch of them and painted them heirloom white, which is an antique white.
I don't sell everything I make. I painted the lids of these little Mason jars to make a candlestick display. I shared these with Mayer's and Reef's teachers at parent/teacher conference.
If you want to check out any of my shabby pieces, I'm at Merchant Square in Chandler, booth #73 or Antique Plaza in Mesa, booth #52.
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