You never know what could be lurking on your own back porch
I bought this desk/cart a while back at an estate sale. Had every intention of selling it. Really, I did.
I secretly like the lines of this little piece and somehow it did not make it to my store. The intentions were there. Really.
On the porch it remained.
Dilemma: At the same time I had been searching for a creative way to make a kitchen island on Pinterest. No time. No island in sight.
Solution: Older sons come over for lunch on Sunday with their ladies. Mom (that's me) wants a cleared off porch. Industrial desk/cart meets kitchen. Becomes temporary...kitchen island!!
Wa and a La!
Oh, how did that sweet angel pie get on here...heh, heh...
I don't know, a gal could get used to this.
I secretly like the lines of this little piece and somehow it did not make it to my store. The intentions were there. Really.
On the porch it remained.
Dilemma: At the same time I had been searching for a creative way to make a kitchen island on Pinterest. No time. No island in sight.Solution: Older sons come over for lunch on Sunday with their ladies. Mom (that's me) wants a cleared off porch. Industrial desk/cart meets kitchen. Becomes temporary...kitchen island!!
Wa and a La!
Oh, how did that sweet angel pie get on here...heh, heh...
I don't know, a gal could get used to this.
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