And Then What Happened?

That is a question I ask all of the time.  Ask my sister Rebecca.  She says I should open a detective agency with her husband because he and I always want to know all of the details, word for word.  I think we could be successful, too.  I think it's a Virgo thing.  I always want to know what happened afterward.  After the movie ended, what became of the characters?  After the furniture sold, what became of it?  Is it happy in it's new home?  

I don't know if you've ever seen "The Middle".  It's one of the few television shows on the air that you can actually watch with your children and not have to cover their eyes or quickly change the channel because something inappropriate suddenly happens.  There was one episode where Sue was reluctant to get rid of her electric curlers.  She worried that she would hurt their feelings.  Yes, she knows they don't really have feelings, but she still thinks that they'll be hurt if she lets them go.  I'm that way.  I place feelings on inanimate objects.  I do it all the time.  What else do you expect from a woman who names the vehicle she drives and then only refers to it by his name.  (Daryl - after Daryl Dixon.)  I love Daryl.

I assume most people want to know the same thing.  I carry pictures on my phone of the pieces of furniture we have flipped in case I run into their previous owners.  I have run into them.  Almost literally.  I spotted one previous owner walking down the street.  He didn't know me.  I knew who he was.  I drove around the block and cornered him in a parking lot with Daryl.  At first I think I startled him.  Then I showed him the pics of the "Derelict Dresser" that became our grandson's Chicago Cubs dresser.  Upon seeing the after pictures, he wanted it back! (I think the Cubs success last season might have had something to do with that.)

I chased down one woman in Kroger's parking lot.  This time I was on foot and pushing a buggy full of groceries.  She had formerly owned the "Dumpster Dresser".  She didn't even recognize it when I showed her the after picture of it.  Daryl was with me then, too, but he was hanging out in the boondocks away from everyone else.  He's a loner like that.  He doesn't let anyone get too close to him.  Only the people he knows love him and won't door ding him. 

I know where every piece we've ever redone has ended up.  I've seen it in its new home.  I hear how it's living it's new life.  I stop short of sending them Christmas cards and birthday gifts. 

I often think of the pieces I've featured here.  I wonder about them, and occasionally, I get the answer.  Like with my buddy Susan from Stone Creek ReDesigns and Finds in Fredericksburg, Virgina.  

I featured a gorgeous dresser of hers in August, 2013.  It began it's life many years prior looking in much better shape than when Susan found it.  

What you have to understand about Susan is that she doesn't paint just to paint.  She falls in the middle of being a wood purist and a painter.  That's a good thing.  Painting to just be painting and never appreciating the wood is a no-no.  Susan doesn't do that.  This piece had warped and splintering veneer.  It needed help.

After working her magic on it, I think Susan struck the right balance between wood and paint.  It turned out fantastic.  

I am not the only one who thinks that.  It's new owners think that, too.  That's why they bought it and now it's the focal piece in their bathroom.  (Okay...don't go there.  I know what you are thinking but until somebody flips a toilet, I'm not going to give a toilet the main stage.)  

Here it is...

Pretty, pretty!  Man, I love that piece.  I have serious bathroom envy right now.  (I didn't say that out loud.  My own bathroom may be listening.)

And so, we know.  We know what happened.  That's the "happily ever after" on this piece.  Do you have a "happily ever after" to share?  If so, email me at furnitureflippin@gmail.com .  Before/after/happily ever after pics and details please.

In the meantime, you can visit my friend Susan in person at her shop Stone Creek ReDesign in historic Fredericksburg, Virginia.  Or check out her blog.  Or visit her on Facebook.  She's a sweetheart.

That's a wrap.  I'll see you tomorrow.

~ Stephanie ~