Though I can’t recall when or where these four chairs caught my eye, I do remember thinking how much I loved them and needed them in my life.
They were rough, obviously rescued at least once before by someone with the same good intentions I had when I first saw them. Did I pile them in my car? Did my husband pick them up in his truck? I just don’t remember- all I recall is that these chairs were just the “right everything” that I wanted.
My intentions were good. I figured we would work some magic and the chairs would stand sentry at my table in no time flat.
Sadly, the timing was off. We were far too busy to take on the task. My beloved chairs spent months, then years, stacked in the garage. More than once, Ninja Man offered to put them out of their misery and let someone else discover them at the local secondhand shop.
But no. I held on to them as if they were some cherished heirloom. As the years went by, they gathered dust and spider webs. They eventually were loaded on to a moving van and into a storage unit, all the while with me cautioning the movers to be careful not to break one. I think I must have realized that if one was irreparable, the others would just have to go because, surely I would always miss chair number four.
They came to Six Little Acres and were just as important to me as most of our other meager furnishings. Their new home would be in a stack in the corner of the EBR (Emotional Baggage Room), waiting to be important enough to be restored.
One day very recently, I decided we would refinish the chairs. To my delight, Ninja Man agreed. We are both retired now, so it made sense to get started. So off we went to find paint, fabric, foam for the seats and backs, and all the other supplies.
I cruised the fabric store while simultaneously surfing Pinterest. I found a display with 50% off upholstery fabric, and began the decision making process.
Six Little Acres needed a splash of color. Heck, I needed a splash of color! I narrowed it down, tilted three bolts of fabric out of the display and asked Ninja Man which one he liked best. He chose the one I loved the most, which was awesome, because I wanted him to love my chairs as much as I do. I’m sure by now he was weary of the stack of chairs taking up space in corners.
Fast forward to when we had obtained all of the supplies, watched all of the YouTube videos we could find on reupholstering this type of chair, and the work began. Ninja Man did everything except paint. I was so thankful he took an interest, because it was a task I am now certain would have taken much more than the week it took him. We still need to put the trim around the edges, but I’m already loving them just as they are.
Here are the pictures of my wonderful chairs that I hope to enjoy for many years. They truly brighten my day and I’m glad we gave them a second chance.
Let me know what you think in the comments below. I hope you find them cheery and as fun as I do!
Thank you for coming by, and God bless.