There it is: The before-and-after photo of a hideous golden oak chifferobe made beautiful for mere pennies. Picked up at a Goodwill, doused in an ocean's worth of chalk paint and refitted with brand new hardware, you stare in awe at this divine creation, and then you do something extremely stupid: You say, "I could totally do something like that" and then actually take steps to follow through.
Once you get to the thrift store, flea market, garage sale or shady Craigslist posting meetup location, you realize two things pretty quickly; one, that people don't just get rid of high quality yet hideous furniture, and two, that you will likely have to wait for days, weeks or even months for anything that isn't a busted up Ikea LACK table or particle board bookcase to show up on the thrifting circuit. Yes, we're calling it that now.
When something finally does show up, you're in for the next big surprise: It ain't cheap. All of the furniture flippers on Pinterest are either lying liars who lie all the time or the luckiest people on earth. Even the most dubious chest of drawers that reeks of cigarette smoke and is missing a leg is going to cost you $80 or more.
Womp-womp. Your "find" won't fit into your car. Why didn't you think of that? No matter, you'll just ignore irritating things like facts and jam your rat-poo filled treasure up and over the seats. Sure, you'll rip a huge gash in your headliner in the process, and that will cost $200 to repair, but think about how much money you're saving on your chest of drawers.
Once it's home and you've found a place to start slapping it around with a paintbrush, you might start to feel a little hopeful, but don't worry, that will be dashed soundly as soon as you realize that you can't just paint laminate, you don't own a tackcloth and you're not really sure what the difference between latex and enamel is.
After hours of mistakes, you officially throw good time after bad by forcing your way through it. Yes, the paint you're adding is hideous. Yes, it still isn't dry after four days. Yes, the cat walked over it and left prints and hair but you are a flea market goddess, dammit. Let no one see you cry.
This isn't working. Why the f*** isn't this working? At this point you'll probably bicycle-kick that dumb piece of ugly, smudged, smelly crap that has the audacity to call itself a chest of drawers across your garage. It'll probably break.
Oh God, what have you done? Why did you do that? This has been weeks, maybe even months in the making. You could have fixed it! Now it's time to sit down and weep. Weep for your dignity. Your wallet. Your ripped headliner.
Huh. Look at that. There really is no intrinsic, deeper meaning to life. Might as well go waste some time on Pinterest, then.
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