I love the combination of old and new furniture in a space. So when we were cleaning out a shed at my grandparents camp and came across an old work table, I instantly wanted to bring it home.
At first I wasn’t sure if it had a place, it was quite large with a metal top. After staring at it for a few hours, we cut a few feet off the legs and voila, we had a new coffee table. It took awhile to get used to the size, it was a little too big for the living room, but still suited the space perfectly.
The metal top turned out to be pretty sweet – oh you spilt your red wine on my table, no worries! Oh you dripped crazy glue on the table – who cares! It can handle anything.
The best part of it though, is having a little piece of my sweet grandpa here with me.
My cat Emmett thinks he’s so handsome, he had to sneak into the photo.