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Dresser Painting Project Finished! Sort Of...

For the last few weeks, I have been debating what to do with my dresser project. This project has been "on the table" for way too long; I don't even want to think about how long ago I started this. I painted oh, about eight coats on with my sprayer, and the furniture polish was still coming through a little bit when I last updated you. It took quite a while to figure out that this was what was happening. My mom had bought the dresser used for me, and put some dark furniture polish on it before she brought it to me. Apparently that stuff is STRONG because after those eight coats of paint, including two initial coats of primer, there is still some pink tinge coming through. I was so frustrated because I painted several other things while working on the dresser, usually to use up the last of the paint in the sprayer while I waited for a coat of paint on the dresser to dry. (I was very careful about keeping my sprayer clean, not letting any paint dry inside it.) Everything else that I painted took three coats of paint or less to look completely white and smooth. So, it has to be the furniture polish, right? Live and learn, I guess. This weekend, I finally got fed up with having half of my garage taken up with this dresser and the plastic sheeting hanging around it and decided, "it's good enough." Maybe this summer I will take it up again and do some more sanding and painting when I don't have to use vast amounts of electricity to heat the garage warm enough to paint, and when I don't care so much about using the garage for parking my car. So, here is the dresser in Sweet Pea's room.


Now that I have it inside, I actually feel pretty good about how it looks. I like the metal drawer pulls I chose, and the pink isn't really all that odd-looking, I think. Also, I am just happy that this piece of furniture makes the room complete. Eleven months after her birth my baby finally has a finished bedroom without any odd piles of stuff in the corner. The baskets on the shelves had been what we were using to store her clothes, but they were becoming too small. Now, they hold her toys! Yes, that is a trash can on top of the dresser. Sweet Pea loves to empty things, and she also puts everything in her mouth. And we also have a puppy. So, we have items in odd places so we can keep them out of reach of those two.

And just for fun, one of the other things I painted while I had everything set up. This quilt stand has a cut-out that matches the pattern of our wedding quilt (the one in front). It was raw wood with some marks from stickers, and I really like how it looks white.


It sure feels good to have that space in my garage back! What do you think I should do with the dresser: strip it and re-paint it, strip it and stain it, or leave it how it is?

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  1. Hmm. It all depends on how much it bugs you. If it were me, 8 coats of paint would be enough work that I would just tolerate it for at least a few years, and then consider stripping it. Sweet Pea might be going through a goth phase and demand all black furniture in her room:) You never know.

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