Sadly, it hasn't happened yet. Mind you, it's not like the chair has been sitting, abandoned in a lonely corner of a garage, gathering even more dust. No. We've seen some good times together, that chair and I. Many an afternoon
Now, it has a place in the sun, on the balcony of our new apartment. There's no shelter, though, so once summer is over, this old chair is going to need to be rehomed inside. That means I have until late September to pull my finger out and fix 'er up, because it looks a little too loved to be inside as is.
Between now and the end of summer, I have a soon-to-be six-year-old's birthday party to organise, and an almost-month-long trip to Australia.
I have a feeling the fix-up is going to be somewhat of a rush job. Thankfully, the chair has great bones and is solid, so it's more just a matter of making cosmetic changes.
In the mean time, look what I rescued from one of the trash rooms in our complex yesterday:
Someone threw that out? This frame even has a sturdy hook on the back - all it needs is a paint job and some colourful fabric stapled to the back. Easy, and the perfect smaller project to practice on before tackling the chair.
Wish me luck. And stop laughing...