If you follow me on Facebook, you’re probably eye-rolling pretty hard right about now. I jump-started the week with big promises of an update on the DIY table, and here we are on Wednesday with nothing to show for it. It’s been one of those crazy work weeks where your project completely shits the bed the night before it’s due and your 8 am meeting ends up lasting for a coma-inducing five hours. Needless to say, blogging took the back burner. Sean is home today though, and just texted me this lovely little pic:
The table has been sanded and is ready for stain. Woo – hoo! Now if we could only do something about those pesky little snow piles clinging on for dear life. (Where the eff is spring, New England?!)
I have to take a moment and completely brag about my husband. He rocked this project’s socks off. Not only did he build an amazing table for us, but he felt ambitious on Sunday and decided to build the matching bench as well.
It’s a little hard to explain the layout of our dining area, but the bench will be on one side of the table while the chairs will be at the head and along the other side. Sean also staggered the bench legs so that it can completely tuck under the table, since most nights it’s just the two of us.
The table ended up being 7″ wider than we originally planned for, which sent me into a slight tailspin Saturday night. I felt myself pulling into Crazytown, so I chalked it up as a #FirstWorldProblem and let it go. Besides, look how fantastic our place settings look – really adds new meaning to “four square meals a day”. Boom! (See what I did there?)
I can’t wait to share the final pics later this week. I’d do it tonight, but I actually have a social life for once. After work today, I’ll be making my pilgrimage to meet the guru of cooking, baking, and entertaining: Ms. Ina Garten aka The Barefoot Contessa! *Insert girlish squeals of delight here*
I was too lazy to straighten my hair for tonight, but I did manage to wear a white oxford…so I’m sure she’ll still want us to be besties.
P.S. Apologies for the crappy iPhone pics. We still can’t find the camera charger, so these are pics Sean snapped while he worked this weekend.
P.P.S. Double apologies for our unsightly basement. No judging allowed.