This embarrasment has sat in my kitchen for the last year. Ok, maybe two. I would often toss a throw blanket across it to hide the tear... but that was as far as I got.
Why? Because I was convinced there was some great, exciting, perfect new technique that I would want to try on it, and I didn't want to do something less than spectacular. So instead I settled for embarrassing. I know it makes no sense, but it's how I often work. Or don't work.
Recently I bought the exact same color, same type, of fabric, planning to slipcover this until I found something more exciting to do with it. (Because my dog sleeps on this, and I put my feet on it after coming out of the garden, fancy embroidery was not a good idea. Not that I DO fancy embroidery, but I had ruled that one out anyway)
So today I finally pulled out the material, changed the thread on my sewing machine, and... got sidetracked by cleaning out the craft closet. Then I walked past this and decided I should cut the extra material off the bottom before I covered it.
THEN I remembered the black spray paint I found when I cleaned out the cleaning cabinet today.
One of my goals for 2013 is to complete 52 projects - mostly completing projects I already have started, and using up supplies in my craft closet. I have a pinterest board where I am posing all of the completed projects, to keep track of my goal progress: