Coffee Table: A love story
I was not in love with my coffee table. I liked it when we bought it, but it fit our first apartment much better than where we currently live. To me, it was too bulky and tall!
Coffee Table #1
Especially after I put Miss Skinny Legs in the room, poor Mr. Coffee Table just didn't fit.
After drooling over some diy ottomans, I decided that I wanted to make one too. But! I was visiting a used furniture store one day and I spotted this beat up, rustic, and oooohh so lovely coffee table. It was love at first sight. Yet, I didn't buy it. They wanted $40. I didn't want to pay that much for it (tight budget and plus it needed some TLC). I went home and told Josh all about it, moping about how much I wanted it. Josh (probably sick of hearing about that darn coffee table) told me to go and get it. I ran out the door (really, I had to be at work about 35 minutes later), asked the owner for a deal, paid 30 bucks, shoved it my car, and zoomed into work. Ah. I love it. I gaze at it. I just knew it belonged with us. Here it is:
Of course, Mac had to sneak in for a picture!
It even opens up and has wonderful storage!
I just adore it!