A chair recovered, II

With the extended weekend, L. and I have managed to get quite a bit done the last few days.

On Friday, my project of the day was to get out my trusty staple gun and sewing machine and recover L.'s much-loved chair - loved by both him, to sip tea in and look out at the garden, and the kittens, primarily to climb up and scratch.

Truth be told, even without the kittens' help, it was pretty ugly (this photo doesn't begin to capture its sea-foam green ugliness).

 A few hours later...

..the chair was reborn!

And now has removable and washable arm-protectors.

So far, the kittens haven't tried to climb up the back, though they have taken to napping in it.

A chair, recovered

Once upon a time, when the ink was still drying on the mortgage, all L. and I owned was a mattress, a bookcase, and two chairs. Ever since L. brought these electric blue chairs home from work, I have been dreaming of recovering them. Well, one of them found a new home at the recycling centre. But, over the weekend, my plans were finally enacted upon the remaining chair.

Chair before:

From Briar Crescent

The chair, unarmed (plan was to leave them off, but sadly, stability was an issue):

From Briar Crescent

Chair, armed:

From Briar Crescent

And finally, chair in situ:

From Briar Crescent

The guest chairs

L. and I have been brimming with excitement all week in anticipation of L.'s parents' short visit for the weekend. In preparation for the event, I decided two of our Recycling Centre chairs could use a paint job to look more welcoming.

Original condition - handy, but ugly

From Briar Crescent

From Briar Crescent

From Briar Crescent

And then, with the primer:

From Briar Crescent

And now, black and shiny:

From Briar Crescent

From Briar Crescent

Those of you who have read the news today will know that this story, unfortunately, does not have a happy ending. We have the guests' chairs ready, but very sadly, no guests!