Most people hate Mondays, I used to but not so much anymore. For me, Monday is garbage day. That means that every Monday morning, there is the possibility of a curbside treasure waiting for me to bring home. I found these on a Monday. I also found this and this. Oops, I almost forgot about this Monday find. Check out my latest curb find/ trash to treasure footstool makeover:
A few weeks before Christmas, I was walking my niece to school when I saw this little footstool sitting in a pile on the curb. We immediately crossed the street to check it out. We gave it the once over and agreed it needed to come home with me. I also got a table, but that is a story for another day. Sadly the chest of drawers my niece wanted to make into bunk beds for her American Girl doll was too badly damaged. My sister was so upset about that- not.
The footstool was in okay shape, the finish was not. It was worn in some areas and there were paint drips on the legs. In other areas the finish had a cloudy look to it. I am guessing it spent quite a few years in the basement. Surprisingly the footstool did not smell. The footstool had a stamp on the inside. Is anyone familiar with Cowan furniture?
For once I knew exactly where it was going and what I wanted to do with it- I just had to wait until after the holidays. We needed a footstool at the end of our bed for our fur baby Piper. She has bad knees and can’t jump up on our bed (her favorite place to sleep)anymore. She is only 12lbs. and up until a year ago she would race around our room, jumping up on our bed, running across it and flying to the ground, continuing her loops until she exhausted herself. It was both hysterical and worrisome to watch. I didn’t mind not having her sleep on our bed, but she did. In the middle of the night, she would sit on the floor on Big Daddy’s side of the bed and alternate a low growl and “whisper bark” until Big Daddy would reach down and scoop her up. The problem is Big Daddy doesn’t hear her right away so I was losing sleep- a lot of sleep. I needed a cute way for Piper to get herself on and off the bed so I could get my sleep. We could have gotten her steps to put by the bed but EW, they are so N-O-T c-u-t-e. So, we decided to build a small footstool and bought the supplies. Once I saw the footstool on the curb, making a footstool went out the window. Cute, functional and free+ saving another piece of furniture from a landfill. What is better than that? I am sure Big Daddy could list several things better than a trash to treasure find but don’t listen to him. Happy wife, Happy Life. Sleep here I come. In the meantime, to avoid unnecessary eye rolls and lectures, I hid the footstool in my son’s room until after the Holidays. I was sleep deprived, not crazy.
I decided to do a weathered wood finish on the base and upholster the top with fur to give the footstool a more modern look and coordinate with our bedroom furniture. I covered the top with a fur vest I bought on clearance a couple of years ago. Keeping the project “free”and repurposing – a win IMHO.
Here is the finished trash to treasure footstool makeover. In this picture the footstool looks more white but in person the wood looks weathered. The close up pictures give a better representation of the weathered wood finish.
I gave the footstool a good cleaning and lightly sanded it. Next I applied two coats of whitewash (watered down white paint) wiped off the excess and let it dry.
Once the footstool was dry, I applied one coat of Aged Oak gel stain by Minwax and let that dry overnight. I could have stopped there but I wanted the footstool to look a little more weathered. I applied one more coat of white wash and wiped most of it off until I was happy with how it looked.
I upholstered the top and popped it into place. I really love how it turned out. What do you think?
The fur is fun and to be honest, I like it a lot better on the footstool than I did on me.
This is where there was supposed to be a picture of Piper getting up and down on her own but someone would not cooperate.
After a little encouragement and a couple of cheese doodles, Piper loves her footstool. Now we just need to get her to stop snoring. I wish I was kidding, she snores like a truck.
Of course it wouldn’t be a trash to treasure makeover without a final side by side picture.