Walked into a thrift store.
There was a white, very distressed dresser needing rescue.
The very steep price stopped me in my tracks.
Wait! It's 50% off day.
Wait! Still too expensive.
Dickered until the price was reasonable.
Quickly before he changed his mind, I whisked her out to the truck and loaded her up.
She sat forlornly in the driveway.
Her drawers stuck.
Her handles bent and torn.
But that's not the worst of it.
Her drawers were filled with rat poison pellets.
Her drawers were gnawed, gnawed, and gnawed.
But, no, gnawed.
She sprawled unseemly on her back.
Donning mask and gloves I removed all the poison pellets.
Disposed of them carefully.
Took a shower.
Someone had spilled paint in this drawer.
And let it dry there.
Still she had classic lines and was surprisingly sturdy.
Turned the hose nozzle to the highest pressure.
Washed her with bleach water.
Let her dry completely.
60 grit sandpaper all over to erase the uglies.
Uncovered layers of paint.
The back told her history.
So I left it.
Oak veneer, two different greens, a pink, and a cream.
Made facing plates for the backs of the drawers.
Painted them blue.
Left the rat-gnawed pieces so more of her history is revealed.
I guarantee the cleanliness of the dresser.
But I do have a soft spot for a bit of gnawing on a piece of furniture.
Able to salvage two handles.
Dug through my handle stash to discover two - not matching, but complementary.
A distressed dresser totally deRATified.
She's for sale in Booth W-10.
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