So, after a mere three years, I decided it was high time to reupholster our dining room chairs. Part of the wait involved the expense of materials for said reupholstering. Thanks to Martin Luther King, Jr., JoAnn Etc. (formerly JoAnn Fabrics) had a two-day only sale extravaganza, involving half off both the foam and the fabric needed for the task. So, foam and fabric were purchased. A stop was made to Menard’s, where wood glue and strap clamps were purchased.
We were so ready.
A day was spent gluing the broken chairs. (a big apology to G’s brother, who will no longer be able to trick unassuming guests by moving the chair with the broken back around the table).
Today, I decided was d-day for the actual reupholstery. Armed with pliers and a screwdriver, I began to pull off the old upholstery and padding (discovering, in the process, that the original color of the fabric was actual a rather vibrant pink). The first plywood base doesn’t look good. At least one of the corners is disintegrated. Ever optimistic, I move to the next chair. This piece is pretty cracked along one side, and thus the piece is rather weak and flexible. Now erring on the side of pessimism, I am pretty sure we are going to be purchasing some new plywood. On one hand, big PITA. On the other, if I’m already investing this much time and effort into the project, I may as well do it right, right?
So, in short, after I thought I had already cleared the major hurdle, I haven’t even started the race.
Boo!!
So, if you come over for dinner, I can guarantee we will be sitting on the sofa.