Either the garden bench hadn't aged well in the hot Texas summers, or I don't know my own strength. I could just cry.
One of my summer Texas projects was to sand, paint the metal and protect the wood on my garden bench. My meditation garden is my retreat, my gift from James and the girls. It's one of my favorite places to sit in all the world. And now I've gone and ruined it.
This morning, as the girls are off for a visit with their dad and half sisters, I was tackling the garden bench project. Sanded everything, used a metal scrapy-brush thing on the metal bits, brushed it all off with a clean paint brush and was in the middle of putting painter's tape on the wood so I could spray Rust-Oleum on the metal parts.
As I tipped the bench backward (to easier reach the underside of the slats, I thought) one of the back legs broke off.
I'm devastated. My beautiful bench! How will I sit and enjoy the fountain now? All the lovely birds at the feeders! It's not like we have the money to just pop out and buy another one. The girls are flying back to Boston in a month, I've got to drive back to meet them - and all that costs a bundle, not to mention all the other expenses this summer. Sheesh. I should have waited until James was home on the weekend and asked for help.
I even took a "before" picture becaus I was so excited about this project!
Argh. Bah. Feh. Humbug. Pbbbbbbth.
1 comment:
Oh no!!!
Okay you can look at this two ways. I know it's your beautiful bench, I know it's your retreat, I know you think you should have waited ... BUT ...
There was a reason this happened now and not later when you were sitting on it. If that leg was about to go, I'd rather it go while you were attempting to paint it. Rather than sitting, falling, hurting your back, your spine or any number of things.
Maybe, just maybe, someone up there was looking out for you. A bench can be replaced but you can't. And until the time you can afford to go and replace it, grab a lovely bright coloured travel rug out, lay it down in the garden and enjoy your meditation area that way.
{{{hugs}}}
Says me, the forever optimist always cup is half full person!!
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