When things were being inventoried for auction from my grandparent's house, I inquired about the ottoman. I wanted it. Not only do I have fond memories of it but I happen to have a passion for sitting with my feet resting on something. The dogs won't let me do it for very long and Brock gets all handsy... Anyway, the ottoman was ripped and the family was basically like "Umm...take it. Please."
So it made the trip to Colorado and sat in the garage for a few months until I could give it some thought and focus.
You all know that I have been working on the redesign of my living room..... thought.... focus....smoke exiting through ears...brain damage... all happening here.
Well, the ottoman made the cut of "keepers", and now has the rare and wonderful honor of being a "completed project" in the Brock and Johi household. We don't usually actually FINISH stuff, people, because that would be overzealous and crazy.
Here is a picture of the ottoman and a steer hide that came with my husband when I met him~ we were using it as a rug :
|How do you spell... Naugahyde?|
The "rug" was not working out well since the corners were
all rolling up. I tried once for 4 whole seconds and couldn't get them
flat, so it was sacrificed to my scissor clad paws. Muahahaha!
...and after some crafty use of a tape measure, a straight edge, some scissors, a staple gun, and some decorative tacks, here is our new refurbished ottoman TODAY:
|Woohoo! Furry AND shiny! Double bonus!|
Actual Cost (including an overpriced staple gun and a rubber maillot that fell apart on the third swing): $50
Nostalgic factor of knowing that I have something wonderful that belonged to my Grandparent's: priceless
Irritation that Brock took over the project: Low to none. We actually had fun as I iced my back, drank tea and watched him hammer in those little square tacks. Plus, he is much more precise about measuring and all that jazz. I started the project and I know I was giving him an ulcer as he watched me cut up that steer hide. He jumped in and practically shoved me out of the way when I started attaching the top. By the time we got to attaching the sides I was reclining in my chair and he was man-handling the hide and the staple gun. Heh heh.
What do you think? I think that it turned out way better than the chair cushions that I recovered, complete with cording. Especially since I really can't cut or sew a straight line... or apparently tell the difference between rounded and squared corners. When people ask why they look that way, I tell them a monkey high on mushrooms broke into my house and made them; because that is exactly what they look like. Regardless of my failed attempt at cushions, I think that the ottoman turned out awesome, even though we attached the sides upside down and the hair is going the wrong direction, so when you "pet" it, and you will pet it, it is like petting the cat backwards...Whoops....
What sorts of decorating tasks have you undertaken? Did it work out like you had planned?