16th January 2019
I needed a hair cut, so off we went to improve my appearance. Kelli came along as we had errands to do afterwards. She was making suggestions to the girl with the scissors, and clumps of my precious hair fell to the floor. My hair does have a mind of its own, every day it is different. There is the shark fin, the pineapple, the side wave and the Ken Dodd. I have grown used to it just doing what it wants, and my feeble attempts to keep it under control have long gone. However with the girls finally agreeing how I should look, a dollop of cream later and I exited the place able to withstand the strongest winds without a hair out of place.
A lady came round to collect the dresser we brought back from Hudsonville, so we had some cash to play with. A phone call later and Kelli announced that we had sold the two side tables that we took in on Saturday. There was nothing else finished, The hutch was a little big for the space at the moment, so the next in line was a multi-drawer dresser that I had started to strip the drawer fronts. I found them to be made from cedar, which was a pleasant surprise. We dragged the dresser into the house so Kelli could work on it. A few hours later she had worked her magic and transformed a boring piece of furniture into a funky coloured triumph. This is now known as Kelli’s Technicoloured dream dresser.
We stopped off at Goodwill (like we do every single time) and found a large rustic box. It looked like it was built by Stevie Wonder. Rough was an understatement, I got splinters just standing next to it, but Kelli thought it had potential so we got it and loaded it into the truck.
As it had been painted white, Kelli attacked it with the sander to give it a rougher look than it already had, if that was at all possible.
Another Lifetime to go 