feeling furniture rich

I headed out on a very successful furniture hunt yesterday.  Okay, not really.  I scouted out Craigslist the day before and scheduled my stops, so not technically a hunt.  I really don't do this very often anymore - maybe three times this whole year.  Crazy, but the the custom work keeps flowing and that doesn't leave much opportunity or need to find my own things.  Plus, it's a hassle to leave the kids for so long because I can't bring them with me.  Doing mostly client pieces is so much more convenient as a mom job.

So as of yesterday, my living room looks like this.  And is it weird that I'm proud of it?  It makes me feel furniture rich, kind of like when I get home from a Costco trip and my pantry is stuffed with bulk food, then I feel food rich.   

I picked up three new dressers and in process got lost in Phoenix so many times it was comical.  I lost count after eight.  Literally.  What was supposed to be a three hour excursion, took five.

I picked up two antique dressers that are a little different than the norm for me, but I love them!  The details will add so much texture to the finished product.  

I listed this piece on the virtual thrifting trip and then thought to myself, "Why am I not jumping on this one myself?"  So I did.  Love it.

I've had these chairs forever.  Once I discovered how incredibly tedious pulling staples is, I haven't been able to bring myself to finish them.  One day.  If I was super productive, I'd take rainy days to work on them, but I don't.  I do a little happy dance and happily take a guilt free day off.  

The gray dresser I finished for someone a few days ago and is just waiting to be picked up.

So what I'm trying to say is - if you come to my house, don't expect to sit in the Living Room.

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Have a great weekend!  I'm working on photos for this three drawer chest - see you Monday!