Furniture refurbishing

Back in the day… before the daily six-pack of Barq’s, before the double-bacon cheeseburger with a side of super fries, if a morsel escaped my hungry lips, it had a soft, safe place to settle. Upon my food shelf, these tasty orts found a haven, a second chance to be savored.

Now, after seemingly endless hours, and miles of miles of walking fueled by copious liters of lemon-infused H²O, carrots chips and Tofurkey, the shelf has come down.

The money I saved on cleaning grease spattered blouses, can be redirected to laundering my pants, or buying plates.