And yesterday was anything but successful. Remember this?
Umm, yeah. I rest my case.
But more on that in a minute.
Today was "Charlie Gets His Teeth Cleaned Day." For those of you that don't know what this entails (like I didn't), you take your dog to the vet in the morning, they whip out the anesthetic, knock him out, clean his teeth, and you pick him up late in the afternoon. That's a lot of work to clean teeth, if you ask me.
Since I still needed to pick up some supplies for my projects, I had my sister come with me to take Charlie to the vet so we could run errands while I was out. We got to Matthew's house to pick up Charlie, only to find out that the leash was still in Matthew's car. Slight problem. But since he only works about 5 minutes from his house, we drove over, met him in the parking lot, and got the leash.
Did I mention Charlie gets REALLY excited about car rides?
And then, he saw Matt and was EVEN MORE excited.
But then we left.
Charlie was NOT cool with that.
And didn't stop crying all the way to the vet. Did I mention that we got stopped by not 1, not 2, but 3 trains on this little trip?!
To top it off, he was shaking up a storm like he had just experienced the greatest trauma of his life.
He was temporarily transfixed by train #3.
We finally got him to the vet, and he was NOT cool with that either. Scratch that. He was fine getting out of the car and walking into the building, but as soon as I started filling out the paperwork, he was heading for the door.
No, he was literally walking to the door.
And when they came to get him, it was the barking, the cowering, the pulling at the leash, the mid-air acrobatics. Like his adventure at PetSmart the other day, but not quite as bad.
After dropping my favorite drama king off at the vet, my sister and I hit Panera (home of the world's hottest coffee) before running to JoAnn's and Lowes to finish getting the supplies I needed for my projects.
I would like to point out that these were supposed to be CHEAP projects. So not the case.
I got my awesome zebra print fabric for my crate seating and the chair I bought yesterday. Then I went to get the foam for the crate seats. Thank goodness for a 50% off coupon, because that stuff is ridiculously
E-X-P-E-N-S-I-V-E. Even with 50% off it was still $20 for 2 1/2 yards of the stuff-CRAZY!
Turns out that it helps if you get your dimensions right. I'll be visiting my grandpa and his workshop tomorrow to make my particle board fit my crates.
I also learned that my Jetta is not built for hauling leftover sheets of particle board. Mental note made.
Since I totally screwed up my crate seats for the day, I decided to start in on my chair. Ooo-and I didn't show you my chair yesterday, did I?
You are in for a treat.
You can't tell me that that chair isn't the most beautiful chair you've ever seen! Oh, and the fabric on the seat-LOVE IT! Absolutely gorgeous!
So this afternoon, I sanded, I tightened screws, I painted, and I reupholstered.
Behold, my new classroom chair:
Not bad, right?! I'm pretty much in love with it.
I also salvaged my disaster of a picture frame, which now looks like this:
Ok, I know this is getting long, but when I got to Matt's this evening, Charlie was still a little drowsy from the anesthetic.
He was so out of it.
I'll post a video later. It's quite entertaining.