Seven years ago, we became owners of a desk.
My friend Rebecca gave it to us since her youngest daughter wasn’t using it anymore.
Look at how pristine it came to me?
I don’t have children like that. I wish I did but I don’t.
So in 2012, I decided that I was going to paint it for my oldest daughter who was then 12 years old.
Cute enough, really. And she did love it. But my children ruined it.
I say that lovingly.
A few years later, Anna decided she was finished with the desk and I decided that I was going to give the desk to Ella.
So in 2014, I painted it for Ella’s room.
I hated it right after I painted it but I
was am cheap and in a hurry.
I waited for Ella’s reaction, which was glee. She was six years old, wanted a desk of her own like her big sis, and I am sure could envision all the damage she would be incurring on this desk.
One year later, this was what the desk looked like:
Elementary school graffiti all over the top, knobs that were jumping ship, paint chipping left and right. The desk was a pile of hot steaming mess.
So did I take the desk out of the culprit’s room?
I re-painted it and put the damn desk BACK INTO the offender’s room.
A little over a year later, this is what the top of that desk looked like:
I know what you are thinking and yes, I feed my daughter.
She didn’t eat her desk to be clear. It just looks like she did.
I should state that my mother in law (who hates me) gave my then eight-year-old daughter with ADHD a massive Costco-size case of clay, molds and plastic knives for Christmas.
So she wasn’t eating the desk or purposely ruining the desk. She was creating a clay
bomb butterfly in her room and this is what happens to paint when you do that.
I think you are seeing why I had to wear an event monitor over Christmas break now.
It was as I was staring at the wreckage after the kids went back to school that I had a brainstorm.
I don’t have a desk. I need a desk because I actually write, compute, and need a place to do that on a daily basis.
I was using the kitchen table and having to move my computer every night for dinner. Some nights we actually ate on top of the computer if I was tired or lazy.
So I had Mike help me drag the desk out to the garage.
I painted it all off-white; Heirloom White by Rustoleum.
It is perfectly nestled in my most favorite room of the house.
I am writing this post at my new desk and I love it. It is the perfect height, the chair is just right for my back and I have churned out two articles and two posts in one day. I’d say that the desk is happy to finally have a loving owner.
With a past.
20 thoughts on “The Desk That Wouldn’t Die”
I’m not sure if a piece of furniture in my house has been treated so special LOL. You sure have gotten a lot of use out of it! Hats off to you 🙂 I think it looks perfect right where it is and unless you go completely crazy, (you never know 🙂 it should stay looking just like that for the foreseeable (sp) future! Great job, hon!
Thank you Debbie! 🙂
I can’t believe you still have that desk! Haha…
I’m so glad you have it. It found a happy home.
I love that desk. Thank you! 🙂
This is the best that desk has ever looked … don’t let your children anywhere near it! I love it ?
Thank you! I knew you would appreciate it. 🙂
I don’t have kids like that….. LOL. Eat her desk…. your humor is wonderful. I love how handy you are at repurposing your stuff. Great desk!! My goal is to have a small area one day too. My husband has his computer and papers all laid out on the dining room table, mine are on the breakfast table. ?
Mine were too until I painted this desk. I get you.
I love your comments. 🙂
That desk has certainly seen it all. I am glad you decided to make it your own.
Amen to that sister.
So many awesome makeovers and I love the drawer at the end! Thank you for sharing this with us at Funtastic Friday, Kari!
Thank you for having me, Angie!
Wow, that desk has been through a lot! You’ve definitely got your use out of it. I like how you’ve repurposed it several times. The new paint on it looks great.
Thank you Terra!
Why it’s a regular member of the family! I love how you wouldn’t give up on it and just kept on fixing it up and making it over. I have a few of those in my house too. I’m glad that your desk has finally found it’s proper owner.
It really is! I love this desk so very much. I don’t think I will ever let it go.
That desk has had some good times. She has gone from playful to elegant. I love the new look.
Aww thank you!
The little desk that could! If only desks could talk, this one would say….”HELP ME!” Hahaha, j/k. I love this story, curious to see how the Rust-oleum paint holds up now.
I really DO feel like it would say HELP ME!
It surprisingly has held up well.
In fact, I am typing this FROM that desk. 🙂