Hi, my name is Deborah, and I'm furniture junky. It started so simply; innocently really. In my early twenties and starting out in married life; we just needed a few things. But it didn’t stop there. My family grew and my need for furniture just became more and more of a problem. Later on my obsession turned into junking, thrifting, garage sale-ing and even grabbing curb side cast offs. It's just gotten worse over the years, now, I've even became a DIY diva. Oh I had all kinds of excuses for my behavior. For example, “honey, look what followed me home”. Or “don’t worry, I’ll find a place for it”. I sunk even lower, saying things like “I know we don’t need it, but I can make it pretty and then sell it for a profit”. I feel so ashamed; I never thought it would come to this.
At this moment I have no less than 20 furniture projects that have taken over my shop and garage. I’m not sure if that’s a lot amongst furniture junkies. But there are also the mirrors, old doors and windows, lamps, chandeliers, magazine racks and plethora of other
projects cluttering my workroom. Over the last few years, I've even started dragging home pallets and other old boards. Oh the shame I feel........NOT!!!
There really should be a support group for people like me - we can call it junkaholics anonymous. ;-)
Happy junkie my darlings.