I don’t know what the hell I’m doing. And, I’m totally okay with that.

Here I am… figuring it out as I go.

I have never properly refinished furniture before but Aric kept asking to keep this desk since he saw it (it and several old wooden shelves were left in the basement of the new house).

I was about to throw it out, and he (again) asked if we could keep it.

Soooo, here I am. Making a mess, but making his little wishes come true. 😑🤦🏻‍♀️🖤

Not gonna lie though… it was quite nice to escape the rush, get lost in sanding and mess with that thing. Reminds me of my dad and how he ALWAYS was messing around in the garage building, fixing or tinkering with something.