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Well, I am still suffering from poison ivy. Last night, as I was combing the interwebz for fast poison ivy cures, I came upon a message board for gardeners and the number one recommendation for quick relief was Zanfel. I hopped into my Tahoe and drove as fast as I possible could to the drug store only to find that they were all out of it. I went to Shop Rite and combed the first aid aisles, and they had none. I seriously started to cry. A man who works at Shop Rite asked me if I was alright and I told him that I was dying. Clearly this man is married to a drama queen such as myself because he did not bat an eye, he just asked me, "What from?" I told him poison ivy, and he said that the really expensive stuff is kept behind the pharmacy counter.

I went to the pharmacy counter and there it was. The only one left. The pharmacist said, "This is really expensive," to which I replied, I.don't.care. At this point I am ready to find a witch doctor and let them cast a spell on me using goat's hair, fairy dust and yak farts.

Since life does not stop even though I am miserable, I give you the main point of today's post which is Transformation Thursday courtesy of House of Hepworths. Today I am featuring the dresser that I got free off of Craig's list.

Here is the before, complete with the handles smiling at you like they know something that you don't.


Here is an almost after picture. I will not regale you with my tales of woe concerning Valspar paint. Let's just say that should Valspar come a knockin' at my door wanting to purchase ad space I will slam the door in their face. Not all black paint is created equally, I found out the hard way. It is what I deserve for not using my old stand-by, Benjamin Moore. How do I love thee, Benjamin? I should have waited until I had the right paint, but I suffer from havetodoitnowbecauseIcan'twait syndrome. You can clearly see that the doors and the leg are two diffferent colors. A neurotic like me would never be able to live like that. I would need to take a valium to calm me down every time I sat in the family room.



Now, here is the real after. The knobs were a splurge, but I had to have them, they are real glass. Since the dresser itself was free and we sold the other piece that we had to house the TV, I decided that the splurge was OK.


My poor photography skills do not do this dresser, nor the knobs justice. It is my most favorite piece of furniture.



Wow. That really is a bad picture what with the flash and all. If I wasn't so itchy I would care more.

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