A Facelift

There are fond memories of this dresser, which we dragged back from an auction at 1:00 in the morning.

It is also less fortunately, the dresser with cigarette burns and rat nibbles.

So we worked together to make it usable, which is an adventure in itself.

Because if there are two people who approach projects in a more entirely different way than Wesley and I…please, please raise your hands.

I now have a complex about my painting.

Wesley was forced to finish his part while sleep deprived from work.

In many ways, this dresser confirmed more than just my love for the colour blue.

It taught me that Wesley and I can both be difficult people.

That we are also pretty good at getting over it.

And that if we can love each other while completing a project

…the future is bright.