Somewhere in my sitting room lies a relic of a good idea, when my inner granny colluded with my inner thrift queen who then made a pact with the Re-Use not Landfill conscience and they conspired to give an old coffee table one last chance.
It involved wallpaper. And glue. Mod Podge may have been a contributing factor. And it involved patience. Patience for drying time and patience for Mama’s weird and wonderful trial and error masterpieces.
Or not. As the case may be.
I’m not sure I’m convinced. It may need a different paper. Or it may need a bit more time to settle in.
Inner Granny is happy. Outer Debbie is still cogitating.