Annie Sloan, where are youuuu?

I haven't been posting lately because I haven't been painting furniture. And I haven't been painting furniture because (a) I've been in repair mode and (b) I have been sick with a hellish flu for 11 days.

Just before I was felled by the flu, I went to fluff my booth and found this.

Well, how 'bout that? Someone busted the leg off my little desk.

And that opened a whole new kettle of fish. Little did I know but Annie Sloan paint is no longer available in Southern Oregon and I didn't have one speck of olive paint left to match the desk. I wasted a bunch of time trying to mix olive from what I had on hand but it always came out too blue. 

I think I now have the paint I need to mix the olive but I haven't gotten to it yet. Because then I got sick.

But let's get back to the important part of my little narrative here. 

Annie Sloan Chalk Paint is No Longer Available in Southern Oregon.

Oh sure, I could mail order the olive paint. That would only cost me $26 for a sample size - which is all I need. And, forget it. I'm of a frugal nature.

I guess I have become a CeCe Caldwell user by default. It's lovely paint, so I have no qualms about that. Except for the olive missing from her line.

I have some other repairs to do in order to clear out my workroom and bring in something new. But I'm still moving slowly, recovering from that stupid flu. What I didn't realize could happen is my blood counts taking a hit from being sick. I was doing so well and now I'm back to feeble. Plus, I just want to sleep all the time.

(Can you believe I can't get Chalk Paint locally? sheesh)

A friend brought over a cute little table that turned out to be over her skill set. It was just the perfect little project to get my spirits back up. She left with a  nightstand and I had a table with 8 layers of paint and a few more layers of dried stripper. What better way to get over the flu?

Camo that feels like dinosaur skin. Oh boy.

 I got busy with my palm sander and got into the crevises as best I could, fixed the broken drawer, and grabbed my MMS Milk Paint in Iron Stone. I was going to fight chippy with chippy!

The end result.

 The table came with the oversized glass pull. I think it's cute!

 The Milk Paint left a lot of the under-layers exposed, so the table kept its primitive look. This look isn't for everybody - it seems it's a "Love it" or "Hate it" technique.

 

The natural chipping of Milk Paint.

 

 My new white table. And I was able to get it done between naps.

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