The ol' switcharoo

It's like buying a gift for someone else, and ending up keeping it for yourself.  That's how I see it.  They never know.

There are just some pieces that are destined to stay in my home.

 Take this dresser for example, a non descript, free dresser that I dressed up and tried to sell at the Barn sale.
But alas, she came home with me.  And I wasn't too upset about it.

I saw it as my bedside table immediately.

My old side table

                          

My "new" one.
 

Check out what I was using when we first moved in.

 

Nothing at all wrong with having a dinky side table, if you like that sort of thing.  I just need  plenty of room for all my bedside needs.

For those of you who paint and sell furniture, you are nodding your head and know exactly what if feels like.

Tell me your story.