Friday, February 8, 2008

As if I don't have enough to do

Well, seeing that I feel as though I have not enough on the proverbial plate, I've gotten a wild hair. Actually, for those that know me, I have several...a head-full really. Gilda Radner (may she rest in peace) would be proud of my curly top.

Okay, wild hair aside. I've decided to repossess my chaise lounge chair from my teenage-type offspring's room. Since the cats go in his room all the time it had cat hair and I despise cat hair on any of my belongings. I got a bright idea! Yep, I get those every once in a blue moon. Anyway, I went on a hunt for fabric. In my mind, muddled as it may be, I had pictured a green, non-descriptive kind of shade....I went to Joanns and about fell over at the fabric choices....just beautiful, until I saw the price; a meager 30 bucks a yard...oh but wait, they had a 30% discount coupon. Yeah right! As if! I moseyed on down to Hancock Fabrics, same thing but only with the same sorry customer service that they've always had.

I went home sorry I couldn't find anything nice enough for the money I wanted to pay. I could handle the 10 or even 12 bucks a yard. This morning, I woke up and went into research mode. I could not believe how many fabric stores they had listed online that are supposed to be local. I jotted down some phone numbers and addresses and called before continuing on my quest. They have gone out of business, the majority. I had forgotten all about Cloth World and apparently so had everyone else because it was now gone.

Suddenly and without warning, into my curly topped head enters an extremely bright idea! Yep, two in one week, I'm tellin' ya I'm on a roll here. Harry Hines!! I am a few miles from the wholesale capital of Texas! I ponder the thought of going the 20 or so miles and think about the gas expense. I figure, what the heck, I'm going to live dangerously. Hop in my freshly repaired and clean car (thanks Liz) and I drive down to what used to be the old red light district. Ha! I'm cruising down the street and see the mess that is now Harry Hines Boulevard. They are building more wholesale warehouses than China Town sells fake Louis Vuittons.

Finally, I'm at my destination. Not before I miss the goshdarn place and have to drive around Walnut Hill and Lovers Lane a couple times. Ok, 4 times. Hey, I'm jumpy from our last accident. I certainly don't want to get rear-ended by some uninsured idiot not watching where they're going. Dallas is full of them, ya know.

Pulled into this little street and was dumbfounded by all my choices! Being the distinguished lady that I claim to be, I went into the first one. I figured I didn't want to spend all afternoon looking for fabric and I certainly didn't want to get caught in traffic on the way back home. They had some lovely fabrics. It was very hard to choose for me. I finally decided on a really nice (to me) tapestry-like print/fabric. Get this, it only cost me 3 bucks a yard! I'm in hog heaven here. I love a bargain and by golly gee, this time, I hit a home run! I am so proud of me (kisses up and down arm in delight).

I've spent a whole day taking the friggin' chaise apart. I'm willing to bet I've gone through more staples than Office Max sells in a month. Nobody told me it was going to be so hard. I'm sure it will look nice once it's done but right now, in my living room, there lies what was once a beautiful chaise lounge. Torn apart, limb by limb, er, arm rest by arm rest. I feel like I bit off more than I can chew. Lucky for me, Mr. Sir came to my rescue. He has his good points, not many but who's counting. He managed to upholster the back side of the chaise and I must admit it looks pretty darn good. I will post a pic once it's done completely.

Have a blessed night everyone!


2 comments:

Laura @ Laura Williams' Musings said...

you sound like me.. finding more stuff to do.


tagged ya:

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lizandtommy said...

Good for you! That sounds like one I would never be able to do! I've heard of some fabric places down around Harry Hines, but have never been there.