Last fall I bought an old hutch from the estate sale next door.
This is what it looked like in September.
(That piano? We bought that at the estate sale also. But we’ll save that beast-of-a-story for another day.)
I had big plans for this hutch: sanding, painting, new hardware…it looked beautiful in my mind. And I’ve been wanting a hutch for our kitchen for a long time. But the ones I like (old, vintage-looking ones) are expensive and if I found one in our price range it was modern and cheap-looking. Boo.
So when I got this one at the auction next door for $65 I was really pumped. Pumped.
And then I realized how much work sanding, priming, painting, and new hardware is. And I was a lot less pumped. Much less pumped.
See, I make all these giant plans and they start out well, but some times I bite off more than I can chew and then wish someone else could take over for me.
But I saw it through…sort of.
What started out as sanding, ended up being more of a “sandpaper wiping.”
I primed like a beast because that’s super-easy (just being honest here, folks).
Paint coat #1: got a little sloppy, but finished.
Paint coat #2: a whole lot more sloppy. This is when I decided that the “look” I was going for was “vintage farm kitchen” where my hutch could look worn and used. Mission accomplished after the second coat (because it would have needed 2-3 more coats to look perfect and at this point I just didn’t care).
We moved the hutch into the kitchen on Halloween afternoon before our families came over because I needed more space in the kitchen to set stuff.
And then this weekend, exactly five months after it came into the kitchen, I finally bought hardware for it. It wasn’t expensive hardware and it wasn’t even a time-consuming hunt. I don’t know why it took five months to go to Menards and buy some handles. It just did.
And here it is:
The paint is streaky and it’s already scratched up from being the catch-all in the kitchen, but it’s mine and I love(hate) it. But now I know why they cost so much to buy this way. Because it’s a pain in the ass to do.