Change. Again.

Before.

After.

I was thinking that this table was way too shiny and white.

Other than buying a new table or painting again

I was thinking about what I could do to make it better.

For free.

I still love this table.

16 years of memories and use

(not quite ready to splurge for a new one).

I had thoughts of sandpaper swirling about my head.

Friday was a beautiful day.

Warm and sunny.

A perfect day to take this table outside.

I got out our sander and several small sheets of sandpaper later,

this is what I came up with.

Not a ton different.

In fact.

That first picture is so cute with those two dogs

(and by the way, this picture was featured in a blog I follow here ,

how fun is that!)

that you may not even be able to tell the difference.

Or even agree that this one is better.

But I like it.

Not so perfect.

It'll do.

And remember I moved the white wicker chair here

(I couldn't find my own post about this move

so here is the picture).