In spite of all my good intentions I still sometimes cannot stop myself from visiting my old haunts on trash day.
Yesterday morning I ducked down a side street which in the past has been a good source for me.
It did not disappoint!
Within seconds I have popped this wicker coffee table into my van.
The edge on one side is a bit chewed up and it’s unraveling on one of the legs, but it can be fixed.
How on earth did they know I was coming by today and that I’m a sucker for anything wicker?
Just down the street a few houses I find this coffee table.
It’s really heavy, the base is plaster.
See where a corner is missing?
Not to worry, they left the missing piece in a plastic bag taped to the top of the table!
This table has a 1964 date stamped into the base. Obviously it was loved for a long time and even when it broke the owners were careful to keep the pieces so it could be fixed.
The top swivels around, you can kinda see how it’s mounted with a gap away from the pedestal.
Like a lazy susan.
I have a purpose in mind for this piece; my son has been wanting a new coffee table.
With a little changing up this piece might just be perfect for him!
Just around the corner I spotted this lone headboard.
The cutouts totally captured my imagination.
I think it would look awfully cute on a wall; hanging above a fireplace.
Simply cutting off the legs and adding a mirror, fabric, or wallpaper behind it would totally transform this into a piece of art.
So there you have it, looks like I fell off the wagon yet again.
What’s a recovering curbshopaholic to do when all this great stuff is out there waiting for her to rescue it?